Sheath of feeling. Words groping to touch air.
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in my apartment on a dance-the-poetry-within-you day I never know what is going to emerge that day, ever, always a surprise a rough draf...
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I sit before a large painting I am ready to trash to fret about my feelings towards it. Soon I am slapping paint all over the canvas. ___ ... -
Basquiat at the AGO: An Untitled Portrait When asked about his frequent use of "carbon" (tar, asbestos), Basquiat shot back, ... -
What if relationships are the primary ordering principle? What if the way relationships are ordered clarify, explain, and instruct us on th...
Differing ponts of view - always educating!
ReplyDeleteYes, definitely! I like the exercise; she likes to sniff. Yesterday she was off leash at a large school and found the thin cardboard that you carry slices of pizza in and ran from me and ate the whole thing! We were chasing over hills. All that paper in her belly! Bad doggie! She got put on leash and brought home, and seemed to think the 'punishment' of having her time out cut short an adventure too! Differing points of view is it, Barb. :)
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