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Forgetting the I

Originally posted on Out of the Gutter Art:
Running full tilt thru each day leaves no time for reckoning no time to breathe or seek relief till exhaustion stops the flight feeling can be too intense too mundane-much to real icky sticky hugs and kisses that Hurt too much to feel . ” Renata’s Path”…

In His Eyes

My Dad had many facets. If I only saw the ones that shined like diamonds…is that so wrong? I spent my tiny days laughing in his orbit, his aura was warm. I remember sun like the God Apollo , All eyes gazing on him, adoringly. Including my eyes. He already was ignoring Mom when IContinueContinue reading “In His Eyes”

Dreams into Reality into Dreams

Does it matter to an art collector what the artist was experiencing in her mind at the moment a work was conceived? Or is the final product just that: A product. I have watched a Documentary about Francis Bacon’s desire to be recognized as a “real” artist, and it explained that he was very downcastContinueContinue reading “Dreams into Reality into Dreams”