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Archive for July, 2009

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Oh, Naomio, де ви? Ти зник в самій тонкої в важнічать
I was hoping for an emotionally clear space before heading out later in the week. Instead, I am frazzled to frizzled nub. And very short, too. Much shorter than I used to be, notwithstanding all the years I have spent trying to grow up. I [...]

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There was a night when the lights went out – it was only for a second, but when they came back up everything had changed. I was dripping wet from the bath, rain was coming down in buckets outside and thunder rumbled, now from near, now from far, and occasionally with a crash that sounded [...]

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This is something I painted for Maria Fernanda Sosa, rolled up and carried to Venezuela to deliver to her. I probably owed her some money, I can’t remember now. Or maybe it was because her daughter, Fernanda Sosa, asked for it and I never could deny her. In any event this picture just surfaced. Nanda, [...]

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Now Cleo faced the nighttime
she thought the urge a little strange
her pencil and papers
in a stack before her
hoping darkness
her thoughts would arrange.
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She stared out of the window
thought of her lover sleeping alone
and all of the children
and all of the kisses
and all of their future undone.
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And the nighttime drifted by her
and she moved along curled in [...]

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don’t struggle against the irresistible: the answer to surviving a fall into a whirlpool.
A small madness took me, and now I am back from Chicago. Four hours in a line stretching around a city block, a five minute interview and a thank you very much and I’m out on the street again, glad I didn’t [...]

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Returning from work taking me so many months away from this blog I have started back by rearranging the furniture here (so to speak), an old, old way of getting control over my life. I used to do it so often I finally put everything in my studio on wheels – workbenches, couches, chairs, work [...]

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We played paintball in the mountains here, with friends from work. I sprained my ankle and broke a rib and had quarter sized bruises all over my body. I limped for a week and still hold my side when I laugh or cough. It was great. We played capture the flag, every man for himself, [...]

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Happy 4th (now 5th) of July, everyone, and Happy Birthday, Ada Corinna Meridian Swinton.
She is a fierce and funny newcomer, strong and determined. The universe is her home, and for now, we are her country.
Who knows where these kids will go, what they will see, what they will do? We follow our imperative and they [...]

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