Linda Tracey Brandon
This is “Quail Day” – an oil painting by Linda Tracey Brandon. Brandon is a graduate of the University of Michigan. Since then she has studied representational art through many years of workshops,...
View ArticleSerenity Now
Vitry-sur-Seine by David Walker. Street/urban art. What this man can do with a can of spray paint is astonishing. Find more here: art of David Walker
View ArticleNow, to execute
Calm Down what happenshappens mostlywithout you. ~ Josef Albers Josef Albers (1888 – 1976) was a German-born American artist and educator whose work, both in Europe and in the United States, formed...
View ArticleThe shimmering bliss. A gift bestowed and unappreciated.
“I became aware of the world’s tenderness, the profound beneficence of all that surrounded me, the blissful bond between me and all of creation, and I realized that the joy I sought in you was not...
View ArticleI don’t need 20 pair of shoes
Werner Herzog is interviewed by The Talks: I do not relate to things such as popularity. It is completely vague and unknown to me what it means. I still live basically the same life. I do not have and...
View ArticleOur hearts beat faster
The collegiate alumni chairperson of Rachel’s sorority asked the parents of graduating seniors to write a letter to their daughter, which was read out loud to them by their little sister at the...
View ArticleAs long as there is one compassionate woman
From Brainpickings: “In 1973, one man sent a distressed letter to E.B. White, lamenting that he had lost faith in humanity. The beloved author, who was not only a masterful letter-writer but also a...
View ArticleThe circle of no beginning or end. And that is Hell.
Anger at humans, my own kind - I remember how it carried me, joyous in self’s self-exaltation, through a narrow opening as at birth into the great hollow of the dark itself where the unappeasable, in...
View ArticleAnd Still I Rise
I rise I rise I rise. — Maya Angelou (April 4, 1928 – May 28, 2014). RIP. Notes: Credits: – Poem Source: Proustitute from “And Still I Rise” by Maya Angelou. Portrait: BlackChristianNews.com Related...
View ArticleA place to rest. Or, a tear in the cosmos, that open up something raw in us.
The way in which art creates desire, I guess that’s everywhere. Is there anyone who hasn’t come out of a movie or a play or a concert filled with an unnameable hunger? …To stand in front of one of...
View ArticleWhat are you now? Air? Mist? Dust? Light? What? Give me something.
Image Source: Danielle Landry. Title: Dorianne Laux.
View ArticleNeed a whole new syntax for fatigue on days like this
Post Title: David Foster Wallace, Infinite Jest. Photograph Source: art42
View ArticleMemento Mori
“All photographs are memento mori. To take a photograph is to participate in another person’s (or thing’s) mortality, vulnerability, mutability. Precisely by slicing out this moment and freezing it,...
View ArticleStaring at the Flame
[...] his intuition was luminous from the instant you met him. So was his intelligence. A lot of actors act intelligent, but Philip was the real thing: a shining, artistic polymath with an...
View ArticleEarly we receive the call
The endless, useless urge to look on life comprehensively, to take a bird’s-eye view of ourselves and judge the dimensions of what we have or have not done: this is life as a landscape, or life as...
View ArticleOur dark and our light are so intertwined
He considers his latest film (The Giver), co-starring Taylor Swift and Meryl Streep, a cautionary tale. “I think it’s an impulse for human beings to want to suffer less, and we’re kind of addicted to...
View ArticleI’m an Occhiolic
occhiolism n. the awareness of the smallness of your perspective, by which you couldn’t possibly draw any meaningful conclusions at all, about the world or the past or the complexities of culture,...
View ArticleChoose. McEwan.
And if he had to choose between his books and his family? There’s no hesitation. Family. I adored having children. Work and fatherhood have kept me sane. The impulse to work is like a survival...
View ArticleWill I? Will I? Will I? Will I? Will I? What?
I am all for aha!! moments and other peak experiences, but my most lasting transformation happened in the subtleties, in those private moments of decision as to which path to walk. In every moment,...
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