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Some photos and little vids from Thanksgiving up north
Hope you had an enjoyable Thanksgiving! With beautiful, warm weather this year, had a wonderful day with family up north. And, yay! - I also...
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Basquiat at the AGO: An Untitled Portrait When asked about his frequent use of "carbon" (tar, asbestos), Basquiat shot back, ... -
Pablo Valdivia, Breathing Underwater translated from the Spanish by Ross Woods Guernica Editions, Fall 2014 102 pages Trade Paperback... -
direct link: The Dancer's Backskin An accidental drawing - in a new Moleskine notebook, I brushed water over watercolour pencil. The ...
You see, my Friend, you are such a perceptive writer, and a writer within the mirror of the third eye, by which I mean that no observation is not without examination of the veils. The pool is a perfect metaphor. Perfect. You echo these insights through the pen. Echo.
ReplyDeleteYou are a writer of literary eternity, my Friend.
Blessings~