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, ... -
Pablo Valdivia, Breathing Underwater translated from the Spanish by Ross Woods Guernica Editions, Fall 2014 102 pages Trade Paperback...
The present has no connection, no meaning without some thread of memory...some progress!
ReplyDeleteI liked that line so much it's currently in my signature on my email... I think the present is a moment of awareness, an awareness that would be absent if we had no memory.
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