Month: August 2020
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Chronic Illness & Art Cont.
I’ve spoken before on my work concentrating around experiences with chronic illness and hospitalization. For this collection, I decided to take a more literal approach and showcase what’s on the inside rather than the outside. I was inspired by the old medical illustrations of Da Vinci. Using sepia and sanguine…
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The Shirt
I buried it at the bottom of my drawer.It smells of Insomnia Cookies and abrisk, April night in New York City withYour coat draped across my shoulders. The scent of your cologne has faded,But I still smell it, intermingled withThe aroma of freshly baked cookies,Everytime I hear a Ziggy Alberts…
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Art By Kate Massey
Kate Massey is a California-based, visual artist who utilizes resin, acrylics, and watercolors to create three dimensional paintings. The addition of sculptural elements are intended to draw the viewer into the surreal, impressionist dreamscape. Links: Instagram @pocketfox3301 kmitch3ll33.wixsite.com/
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RNA By Gary Beck
As I rounded first base I felt a tear in my hamstring that shot up my leg with a stab of hot pain. It forced me to slow down, but I had to keep running because I was on the edge of the bubble and was afraid of getting cut…
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The Cathedral Project By Jacob Austin
The town decided it would benefit from a bit of public space, so we began construction on what could best be described as a cathedral. The proper permits were acquired, the space donated by a local philanthropist, and work was quickly underway. First, the existing structures in the area had…
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God And Such
Hello, It’s been awhile since the last post, there is really nothing to say more than that. However, in the more enticing side of things of life and contemplation is Spinoza– instead of a displaced college student in the midst of quarantine (which is currently me). The reason why I…
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No Art No Love No Tears
I call life a water tank.It continuously leaks from every little corner:my niece’s love,my mother’s art,my father’s tears when his father passed away.I’m clueless, no one has taught me how to put duct tapes to right places,how to stop things from overflowing,how not to overflow myself.These tiny water drops are…
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Your Favorite Guitar
You strum me with the guitar picks I gave you.I am your audience and instrument.I know all your favorite songs.You love the music we’ve made,Even if you only brought me to a show once.I hear you’re learning new chords,But not with me.Never with me.You say you don’t want to wear…
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Thought Recording Machine
“Let me set the record straight. It’s against our principles to record someone’s thoughts while they are unconscious,” Dr. Miracle said, trying to explain institutional policies to her surprisingly quick-witted customer-to-be, Mrs. Clementine, who just couldn’t quit the idea of knowing the mind of her daughter. Mrs. Clementine’s response turned out…