Category Archives: art

While I Write, My Dog Waits for Me

Posted on March 25, 2012 by

I had a lot of work to do this week. A deadline loomed beyond the sunny land of day like a wheel of sharks’ teeth waiting at the end of a seven day drift on a paper raft down a … Continue reading →

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Fire-Eating

Posted on January 23, 2012 by

I had another of my interesting dreams. After a busy week of creative nonproductivity, buried under screamingly busy surface issues like traffic and work and grading and laundry that came out of the washer tied in mysteriously intricate knots, I … Continue reading →

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Love & Whiplash

Posted on January 15, 2012 by

In 1934, the great Polish writer, Bruno Schulz—who has become a kind of art totem for me—wrote a letter to Julian Tuwim, a famous poet, thanking the man for promoting Schulz’s book, Cinnamon Shops (The Street of Crocodiles). While affectionately … Continue reading →

Posted in art, artist, Bruno Schulz, creative process, creative writing, El Greco, inspiration, Julian Tuwim, painter, painting, Rebecca Brown, self-doubt, Sisyphus, writing | 1 Comment

A Party

Posted on January 12, 2012 by

 I have been out of town to attend a party thrown by our friend, a devotee of the Hindu goddess, Lakshmi. The occasion was the welcoming party for his two month old baby, a beautiful, already laughing child named for … Continue reading →

Posted in art, artist, blessing, celebration, ceremony, creativity, dreaming, dreams, joy, Lakshmi, parenting, party, process, religious experience, Sedona, vision | 7 Comments

The Atom of Artsy

Posted on January 4, 2012 by

Yesterday, I took my band of thieves to the park to curl the winter grass between bare toes and chase the hours over the hump of a crowing hill, the high spot of late sunlight where the boat tailed grackles … Continue reading →

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For the Urge of Art

Posted on December 31, 2011 by

I feel like I could write a poem while painting and photographing at the same time … I want to braid hair and sew a new dress and knit some gloves … I want to record a song ~ Kamina … Continue reading →

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