Category Archives: All part of the process

Quiet Please! I Am Trying to Hear The Ghosts Behind The Scenery.

  I have always felt that there was a dialogue going on imperceptible to my inadequate senses like voices mumbling in another room, mumbling made up of light and waves and interruptions and strings of events, as if, with a … Continue reading

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Vibrations of Line and Color Inspired by Kandinsky

  Last week I made two rough studies on 140 lb watercolor paper to choose the pallet. Narrowing the colors down orange, yellow, brown and violet oxides with some permanent violet dark and burnt orange and black and white for shading. For the final … Continue reading

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Summer Evening Mountain with Accidental Birds and Train

I was following a little bird, a killdeer leading me away from her nest with a convincing act of being wounded. I was trying to focus the image of the bird huddled quivering on the sidewalk, when she took off, fluttering and gliding, disappearing into the … Continue reading

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Becoming Awake

I found this amazing passage on A Pilgrim in Narnia, a blog I have followed for years, as part of a longer piece. In these few paragraphs, Annie Dillard puts into words the most accurate description of maturing consciousness that I have … Continue reading

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Two Poems: One Made of Unattributed Samples.

  PoeMash-uP Time you enjoy wasting is not wasted time. Stop acting so small. You are the ecstatic motion of the universe. It’s only our mistakes that bring us to the place where we should have been all along.   … Continue reading

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