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Uncertainty and all its minions (comment on my painting: Imperial Hotel Mt. Victoria)

While painting on the street.. I am just painting.. putting paint down on the canvas.. like a recent cold morning on the highest part of the blue mountains.. Mount Victoria.. I was painting the Imperial hotel at 6am.. afterwards I … Continue reading

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Treatise on Lined paper and Thomas Moore and something I once heard on the radio about aboriginal culture

Western culture sees art as some separate thing from life.. i.e. we separate ourselves into the seclusion of the studio or the garret if you are a poet and you make art ABOUT life but art tries to BE  life … Continue reading

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quote from Thomas Moore

I am trying to get more reading done.. so I now sometimes pick a book off the shelf and  read from anywhere in the middle of the book.. I figure books are like rivers anyway.. to know the whole river … Continue reading

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Bakri ‘Id Hyderabad

when I was in Hyderabad..  in the middle of the festival of Barkri ‘Id.. a festival where the Muslims celebrate Ibrahim’s willingness to sacrifice Ishmael.. but he doesn’t.. Allah intervenes and a goat is slaughtered instead.. in Hyderabad.. there were … Continue reading

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Fishy poem from up down there

Sometimes there are Flocks of fish ‘n Birds in my BrainAnd sometimes it’sJust an Empty cage I like the noise My captives makeIt’s company for my fishy me Or do they just peck for freeUp down there from myFishy tree

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I = f (it) or [I (as in me) = function (all that is around me; i.e. ‘it’]

I / who? am excited by all the occupants of my brain some I know..  some I don’t some I see on the streets some are my friends..  I know them they know me it can get specific.. Cezanne was … Continue reading

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Night in the garden (drawings from my ancient mythological past)

looking inside by accessing unknowables in the subconscious much like delving into the fishhead… or the atavistic nature of inexplicable emotions…. biological remnants of our evolutionary history functional in its heyday but now noise biological noise which our conscious minds … Continue reading

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