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Out in the Woods
https://raylaskowitz.substack.com Cold weather. Golden light. Maybe nothing better as we come to its end. What a year. Mostly, nothing great came of it. That better change next year. Yesterday, I think I said that I would grab hold and shake it hard. Moving to Substack is one of those things I’m doing to change my…
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Farther Along
C hristmas magic. We need it this year, more than ever. This year sucked worse than the one before it. Still. The next year is gonna be worse. After all, it’s 2020 Too. All I know is what they taught me once. The important things are simple. The simple things are hard. This seems simple.…
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Thinking About Livingston
Y esterday sucked. Let’s start with my doctor. I received a letter from him dated December 1, yesterday. He’s leaving his practice. He sent that before he ever knew that I was gunning for him. That damn nurse didn’t even have the courtesy to tell me that. What a messed up medical practice. I’m sorry.…
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Dim Lights, Thick Smoke
T here’s a story behind every door, but I don’t know what they are. A good guess is that this place received some of Hurricane Katrina’s flood waters, but not that much because a lot of Central City is above sea level which makes it that last great ungentrified piece of land in the city.…
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It Ain’t Over
Pictures. You know that I’ve been working in my archives looking for pictures for a project. I’ve found some, but not all. I did find this picture. A photograph. It is so appropriate because. I have been thinking lately about my past. You know, getting deep inside. I won’t write much about the picture on…
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Goin’ Back
A little experiment. I’ll come back to this below the slideshow. Grand plans and all of that. I should know better. I should have learned using WordPress. I should have listened to them when they asked me, “Do you want to make God laugh? Tell him your plans.” Or, to Mike Tyson who said, “You…
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Deck the Halls
The decoration was hanging on my tree. I saw it. I photographed it. I had my way with it. I turned a digital photograph into something that looks like a painting. I think it works. Does it? The more I look at it, the more it looks like one of those old-fashioned Christmas cards that…
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Lost in Texas
Texas. Even the name conjures up all sorts of meaning. Cowboys. The West. Freedom. Big food. Big hair. Big hats. I’m pretty sure that most people think don’t about space aliens when they think about Texas. I found this interestingly shaped house when I was traveling around Texas back country. I didn’t stop. I didn’t ask.…
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