side effects of exploration...: February 2009

Sunday, February 15, 2009

More Arthur Ganson

I am in awe of the play, simplicity and complexity of this artist. Top of my inspirational list.

Saturday, February 07, 2009

...time...

There are things in life with time and things that exist without.
We occupy ourselves with the things with time and hope for those without.

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Walt Whitman, Song of Myself

All truths wait in all things,
They neither hasten their own delivery nor resist it,
They do not need the obstetric forceps of the surgeon,
The insignificant is as big to me as any,
(What is less or more than a touch?)

Logic and sermons never convince,
The damp of the night drives deeper into my soul.

(Only what proves itself to every man and woman is so,
Only what nobody denies is so.)

A minute and a drop of me settle my brain,
I believe the soggy clods shall become lovers and lamps,
And a compend of compends is the meat of a man or woman,
And a summit and flower there is the feeling they have for each other,
And they are to branch boundlessly out of that lesson until it becomes omnific,
And until one and all shall delight us, and we them.

side effects of exploration...

Images that move me

Sunday, February 15, 2009

mystery box

More Arthur Ganson

Saturday, February 07, 2009

...time...

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