Category Archives: Telling Stories

2021 Graphic Journal #19: May 31- June 8

The Way Out (Is Not The Way In) Color Grayscale Color Version II

Posted in Abstraction, All part of the process, Chaos and Order, Check this out, doodles, Drawing, Dreamtime, Fools Journey, Geographies of Death, hidden places, imagination and reality, internal landscape, My Art, Mythical and mysterious, Telling Stories, the end is the beginning, visions from the dark side, Works in Progress | Tagged , , , | Leave a comment

My Friend Asha told me about 2 Deaths

Asha told me about her father dying in India: “My father was killed in a car accident. A truck ran into his car and ripped off the top. There are no driving laws in India. The truck driver ran away. … Continue reading

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Guitar Story Segment 13

Some things happened here which may provide illuminating incite into some of the character’s reaction to the situation and the placement of objects. Letty found the guitar right where Roger said it would be, hanging on a branch well back … Continue reading

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The Fool’s Journey #1: Note to a Traveler

You will come to a resting point in the road you travel and find that a multitude of possible pathways are available in all directions, but the one you travelled to arrive where you are will no longer exist. This … Continue reading

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A Universe in Every Mind

Thinking of the stars night after night I begin to realizeThe stars are words and all the innumerable worlds in the Milky Way are words,and so is this world too. And I realize that no matter where I am,whether in … Continue reading

Posted in All part of the process, Being Human, capturing light, Dreamtime, hidden places, internal landscape, make your own world, mindworks, my museum of inspiration, Other peoples words, paying attention, philosophy, poetry, scenes on screens, Telling Stories, visions from the dark side | Tagged , , , , , , , | Leave a comment