
A thanks-giving.
A thanks-giving.
Aren’t we surrounded by noise, loud music, excessive parties and gatherings, all so as not to listen to the silence, the inner silence of our loneliness?
Enough is just what we need, and all that we can ask. Enough money to live, enough food to eat, enough strength to carry on from day to day, and enough humor to enjoy it all. If nobody had too much, then everybody would have enough.
Suggestions to enhance your daily drawing experience–keep your notebook ready and your pen filled!
You can tell that things happen in this place because it feels like you’ve been there, and that’s the bones of an engaging narrative. I call it a heartbeat.
It speaks to the things that aren’t said. There’s a story that’s not being told, which adds a layer of interest to the pieces
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A collection of all the articles we published last month for those who like their magpies’ tidings as an issue.
I’ve been thinking about certain small acts of rebellion that I love, certain quiet ways that people have changed the rules. They change the world slowly, almost imperceptibly, but the change grows in widening waves. The personal becomes political and art becomes powerful.
Most of my videos are of lost and forgotten places, and while visiting these places I have often pondered the people that once inhabited them. Who were they…where are they? To a large extent they are here. These are the inhabitants of my “drowned worlds.”