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Symbols of Time

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Symbols of Time. January 2008. 18″x24″, colored pencil.

Click on the image for a larger version. Also, someone remind me never ever to do anything this large in colored pencil again! Continue reading

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What’s in the top left corner?

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The Long Boat

Stanley Kunitz

When his boat snapped loose
from its mooring, under
the screaking of the gulls,
he tried at first to wave
to his dear ones on shore,
but in the rolling fog
they had already lost their faces.
Too tired even to choose
between jumping and calling,
somehow he felt absolved and free
of his burdens, those mottoes
stamped on his name-tag:
conscience, ambition, and all
that caring.
He was content to lie down
with the family ghosts
in the slop of his cradle,
buffeted by the storm,
endlessly drifting.
Peace! Peace!
To be rocked by the Infinite!
As if it didn’t matter
which way was home;
as if he didn’t know
he loved the earth so much
he wanted to stay forever.

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I stop somewhere

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Reference from mjranum-stock for page on the left

Excerpt from “Song of Myself” by Walt Whitman

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The spotted hawk swoops by and accuses me, he complains of my gab and my loitering.

I too am not a bit tamed, I too am untranslatable,
I sound my barbaric yaws over the roofs of the world.

The last scud of day holds back for me,
It flings my likeness after the rest and true as any on the shadow’d wilds,
It coaxes me to the vapor and the dusk.

I depart as air, I shake my white locks at the runaway sun,
I effuse my flesh in eddies, and drift it in lacy jags.

I bequeath myself to the dirt to grow from the grass I love,
If you want me again look for me under your boot-soles.

You will hardly know who I am or what I mean,
But I shall be good health to you nevertheless,
And filter and fibre your blood.

Failing to fetch me at first keep encouraged,
Missing me one place search another,
I stop somewhere waiting for you.

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Come Back

Old art:

Come Back. January 2007. Approx. 12″x18″, mixed media.

Newspaper, acrylic, permanent marker, pen and ink, graphite, something like that.

It’s pretty old by now, and the technical aspects are not as good as in my current work, but I still love it all the same.

Details (click on images):

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Eyes Wide Open (Epicanthal Fold)

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Eyes Wide Open (Epicanthal Fold). April 2008. Approx. 14″x14″, block print.

A lot of derogatory remarks are made towards E. Asians (the ones with epicanthal folds) because of our small eyes. Just because I have smaller eyes doesn’t mean I can’t see.

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