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Tag: Minimal

  • All Another Dream

    When you wake up early in the morning. Experiments with light, color and time. I’m still not well.

  • Listen to the Silences

    Things have gotten, well, drifty. After all the passings of the past few weeks I finally broke. I caught the good old fashioned flu. The kind the punches you in the face before you knew that you had a face. Luckily, it’s just that. The flu, not CoVid. These days, any working band carries cases…

  • Minimal

    Minimalism. A lot of people talk about it. Marie Kondo talks about to the point of making a career out of it. Photographers and artists talk about it. It was a little trendy. I tend to like it both in my art and personal life. We are in the middle of thinning out our stuff…

  • Simple

    A new week, a new approach. It is so new that the flower is still standing. Usually something like this blooms and the next day it’s gone. No. Humans didn’t pick them. Birds eat them. And, that’s a good thing. Anyway. A little good news. You’ve all read about my physical travails. No need to…

  • In The Days Of My Youth

    Yesterday was terrible. Luckily, it only got worse. It really started the night before when we learned that a man who is a friend to us all in the arts community was shot four times in an attempted home invasion. Bad guys can’t shoot. What could have been four shots to the chest at point…

  • Between Here And Gone

    D o you want to help Ukraine? Then help Poland, specifically Warsaw. They have absorbed almost two million refugees. Their systems are cracking under the weight of so many extra people. Lodging, food , medical and schools are really feeling the strain. One of their leaders said something like,I can turn some away from care…

  • Nothing But Problems

    W ordpress was not my friend today. It was my enemy. I was trying to upload a picture from my desktop. I tried four times. It crashed four times. Not the app. My computer. When that happens it takes forever to reboot and add the other apps and browser. When I do that I found…

  • Green Food

    T his is one time that I’m not going to discuss what you are seeing. I’ll leave that to you. Let’s just say this. I almost converted this picture into black and white. After looking at it, I realized that I didn’t what I was looking at. I’ll add one more thing to get you…

  • American Stooge

    Sad. That’s what I am. The capitol’s violence broke my heart. My country is so broken that I have no idea what to do. It’s above my pay grade. That’s not all. I’m angry. I’m hurt. And, I knew it was bad when Turkey told us to settle down and mediate this. Turkey? Really? We…