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With eyes closed, reaching into the dishwasher, hand over smooth and pricking mountains, curve and point, spoon and fork unknown to me, feels like a tactile attack. I hold the fork firmly, bow my head, and say a silent prayer — the woes of here and yesterday, the cold utensil in hand, the welcome […]
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ABOUT THIS PICTURE Graphite on paper. Made from a reference photograph on 6/18/2015. I’ve been working on short session portrait sketches. This one took an hour, and as you can see there are lots of marks. It is not finalized. I’ve been trying to develop my eye — being able to sketch from a […]
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ABOUT THIS PICTURE Graphite on paper. Based from a reference photograph. I’ve been enjoying making portraits lately. The human face is so intricate and fascinating. I spent a bit more time with shading for this practice, particularly evident with the lips.
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Don’t bring your love to a gunfight among strangers, barricades on the boulevard, bloody and bold, with windows into skies I held you with an army inside, the pounding pronounced and promising, down the streets of existence, where resistance was built in bitter moments stacked like lost bodies entrenched, there is a climbing that final […]
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I have seventy poems selected for my chapbook, all approved, edited, and ready to be finalized! They date within the last five years. It’s hard to look at my life in terms of title, theme, and symbolism, and not feel a little self-conscious. I have been exclaiming to myself, “Did I really write that?” and “Wow. […]
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ABOUT THIS ARTWORK Soft pastel on pastel paper made in February 2015, taken from a reference photo of a purple vase filled with and surrounded by roses. It’s one of my first attempts at a pastel work. I found building up the colors a bit tedious and very messy, but that’s likely because I […]
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A month ago, my editor at LBME Publishing set this blog up for me. He said it would help my readers get to know me. So, here goes. It’ll be interesting to see what happens. Frankly, I spent an entire month being intimidated by the mere existence of this site, contemplating and agonizing over what I […]