The Anatomy Of A Bird

This is the real story of some birds: A jar, a very large jar sits upon the French bakers rack in my kitchen. I fold origami cranes. A lot of origami cranes, it seems they have taken it upon themselves to transform. I noticed there are little tiny hearts on the bottom of the wings. I also noticed they have turned themselves inside-out. A very short story.

Friday, April 25, 2014

temporary

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Temporary Art is seen only in the present moment if there is no past nor a future Art a commodity? Poetry of space...
Thursday, April 17, 2014

Every Story

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Sometime a happy ending?
Friday, April 11, 2014

Beauty The Idea of It

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"When we are relieved of the burden of sharing our dreams with others and convincing others of their worth, artistic and ...
Thursday, April 10, 2014

Forbidden Mystery

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Innocence of Objects Poetics of Space The Fralin Museum of Art University of Virginia Joseph Cornell and Surrealism Sympo...
Monday, April 7, 2014

One Of My Dirty Little Secrets

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I wonder how I wonder. I wonder how many participants mailed in their Sketchbooks? Many I am sure. I have sent in my money and received man...
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