Tag Archives: Art

Easter cold

An all out war has occurred, the internal struggle of wrestling with exterior world that tips on the edge of spilling out into everything.  And it all started with a simple conversation, finding out answers to rather quirky questions. Stepping … Continue reading

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Mirrored glass

For the second time in less than a week, a train headed downtown loomed up in the morning.  As for commutes it couldn’t be easier, wandering down the hill in a straight shot, standing on a platform exposed to freeway … Continue reading

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The Last Puritan

 “The justification of art is the internal combustion it ignites in the hearts of men and not its shallow, externalized, public manifestations. The purpose of art is not the release of a momentary ejection of adrenaline but is, rather, the … Continue reading

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The Wallace effect

Vortex, that’s the word I was looking for. Individual dots seemingly separate interconnect and extend out onto a vast field of potentiality.  A bumped head, an errant passage, a dropped article of clothing on the sidewalk, a wrapper discarded to … Continue reading

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Day One.

There needs to be a first, a beginning point.  I don’t care whether it is a tenative step, a leap, or a crazy swirl that comes from flinging ones arms out wide spinning with wild abandonment; there needs to be … Continue reading

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Prologue

From a vortex, I emerged into the world. Not being born at all, just passing from water into air. Many years afterwards over cocktails, my mother with her friends, laughing with her resigned smile, a cigarette perched between the fingers … Continue reading

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