The Crossing

Part 1

The valley below sat between two mountains, like the cleave between two perfect breasts. Running through the valley was a river that sparkled and glinted from the slowly setting sun, a golden necklace that traced the gentle curves of the river banks.

He thought he had better find shelter soon, before the moons came up and the wilderbeasts started to roam.

The rocks held steady under his feet, he held onto branches on his descent. The trees were his allies. Leaves clung to him like a new coat, small burrs covered his boots, nature’s buttons.

The smell of wet rocks swept him up in such joy, the sound of the water rushing over the fallen trees created a slow orchestra of sounds that a lover could whisper, but could never bring the promise of such bliss as true as this.

The old tree bent down and carried him up into the highest branches, and cradled him. Leaves swallowed him up. As he laid in her arms, he looked up at the double moon. A star swung past dropping seeds that sprouted up into glowing diamond flowers below his feet.

As he fell asleep, his last thought was how he had to protect the valley as much as it protected him.

On the other side of the valley, a small movement turned into a loud crawl. Something was waiting for the daybreak, saving its energy for the next adventure with the Man.

to be continued.


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Hold Tight

i had the most vivid dream this morning.
I was time traveling back to germany 1933. my boyfriend
was a nazi lieutenant and we were going to travel by train.
he showed me the route by tracing his finger across Germany.
i kept thinking that i should keep the map because it
is going to change very soon.
The house we were in was old, and even then i knew
it was going to be blown apart by the allies in a few years.
he told me to stand by the gate because he wanted a photo
of me, he directed my pose and even then it was one of
those 1930’s poses with one leg in front of the other.
I stood there playing with the bangles he had given me,
cream and gem colored rings of plastic.
The next morning, i walked into the bathroom and it
was painted blood red, as i walked in i stepped onto
little bright green lizards which left green marks all over my feet.
As i was bathing,  i knew that the world was about to change.
I woke up the soldier, he was naked and asleep with a book
over his face, and told him it was time to go. I looked at the
bedspread and it was the one i have on my bed now,
i knew then that “my home will be gone soon”
and that i needed to pack my jewelery.
When i woke up i knew that my World was about to change.

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Happy New Years from Angkor Wat

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For more about my travels through Southeast Asia go to: KCET.org

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Her Love on Koloist

Her Love on Koloist. Thank  you Heather Covault and Kolo Books.

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Cranky Words from China!

Lastest musings from the Other Side.

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The Sourcebook of Contemporary Illustration

My work is out today from Harper Collins International and MaoMao Publications. :O)

The Sourcebook of Contemporary Illustration features the best contemporary illustrations and illustration techniques from around the world. This cutting-edge anthology from Yaiza Nicolas and Andres Gonzalez Fernandez includes both established and emerging illustrators and hundreds of full-color examples of their artwork, catagorized according to theme and organized in a visual index for quick reference.

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Cutters Show at the Cinders Gallery

Cinders Gallery Presents:

Cutters: An Exhibition of International Collage

October 16th – November 15th 2009

Opening Reception Friday October 16th, 7-10pm

Curated by James Gallagher

Cutters showcases a variety of contemporary collage from North America and
Europe. The selected artists range from young google-image searchers to
collage veterans with roots in the 70s punk scene. Each one has a unique
vision and exciting visual vocabulary that includes collections of images
sorted and stacked, layered and glued, cut to pieces and ripped apart.

In our current age of vast visual stimuli, images and information are
swirling all around us at a faster pace than ever before. We process what we
can, latch on to fragments, and quickly move on. As we get used to
everything being remixed, edited, mashed up and shuffled around, these
collage artists freeze that frenzy and bring you in for a closer look at the
hand at work.

In this diverse collection you will find….Ophelia Chong’s quiet moments,
Kareem Rizk’s weathered nostalgia, Max-O-Matic’s controlled chaos, Joe
Ryckebosch’s memory screens, Vanessa Lamounier’s stunning erotica, James
Gallagher’s unseen stages, and Jason Glasser’s visual soul (on glass).
Sophie Kern creates magical worlds (where goddesses, witches and
sorceresses rule all!), Bill Zindel attempts to make sense of stacks of
paper he has amassed,while Valero Doval combines vintage imagery with
delicate handwork.

With over 40 artists contributing close to 150 works of various sizes,
shapes, and colors, the gallery will be transformed into one giant
assemblage, glue stains and all.

Featuring:
Andreas Banderas (Norway), Michael Bartalos (USA), Melinda Beck (USA), Brian
Belott (USA), Jorge Chamorro/ La Cascara Amarga (Spain), Brian Chippendale
(USA), Ophelia Chong (USA), Saiman Chow (USA), Cless (Spain), Rebecca Conroy
(USA), Cristiana Couceiro (Portugal), Valero Doval (UK), Andy Ducett (USA),
Carl Dunn (USA), Lisa Eisenbrey (USA), Elroy (Germany), James Gallagher
(USA), Jason Glasser (France), Hort (Germany), Jordin Isip (USA), Lidy
Jacobs (Netherlands), Sophie Kern (UK), Eva Lake (USA), Vanessa Lamounier
(Netherlands), Matt Li[pps (USA), Sean Mackaoui (Spain), Max-o-matic
(Spain), Taylor McKimens (USA), Cameron Windish Michel (USA), Agnes
Montgomery (USA), Justin Mortimer (UK), Pedro Oliveira (Brazil), Julien
Pacaud (France), David Plunkert (USA), Kareem Rizk (Austrailia), Matthew
Rose (France), Brion Nuda Rosch (USA), Joe Ryyckebosch (USA), Katherine
Streeter (USA), Mario Wagner (Germany), Oliver Wiegner (Germany), Johanna
Wilhelm (Germany), Jessica Williams (USA), Bill Zindel (USA)

CINDERS GALLERY
103 Havemeyer st.
Brooklyn, NY 11211
718-388-2311
www.cindersgallery.com
Wed- Sun 1-7pm

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From 5k to 149k

Google has weird algorithyms. I went from a google search of 5.9K to 149K overnight.

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Living Off the Wall

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Michael Jackson taught me how to dance – I would pop in my Thriller cassette into the tape player in my little Datsun and bop all the way to my night job at the supermarket. I force fed rhythm into this short Chinese body by way of Billie Jean. MORE>

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Word of the Day

Home grown organic words from my Brain Farm.

Word of the Day: Doughbroid (noun) the lump on your butt from a diet of tasty deep fried donuts.

Word of the Day: Porkriah (noun) anyone with a slight cough and sneeze.

Word of the Day: Crudittes (noun) The stuff that comes out of your keyboard when you shake it upside down.

Word of the Day: Buttransfer (verb) A seat warmed by the previous posterior.

Word of the Day: PanderPanic (verb) Mass hysteria created by roving cable anchors with snappy graphics.

Word of the Day: Knuggled (verb) When your co-worker says your idea won’t work and then a month later pitches it to your boss.

Today’s Word: Ponk (verb) When you hit your head on the underside of your desk when you leaned over to pick up the donut you dropped after spilling your coffee on your pants.

Today’s Word: Squink (verb) What your eyes do when you quickly pull on your undies and they are backwards.

Today’s Word: Stumpflezizzler (noun) The green thing at the back of your closet that moves when you move.

Today’s Word: Phartle (noun) Gas Pockets. Dogs are blamed for these

Today’s Word: Chuffler (noun) a person who makes you do their part of the powerpoint for the meeting.

Today is Hump Day, named after Englebert Humperdink…singer of such fine tunes as The Last Waltz, A Man Without Love, There’s a Kind of Hush (All Over the World), and more…

Word of the Day: Dumple (noun) The thing stuck to your eye. Resulting from A) bar fight B) Slept on your rug or C) passed out while eating Chili Fries.

Word of the Day: Cablegumped (verb) What happens when Time Warner internet access goes down and you are stuck staring at a spinning rainbow wheel.

Word of the Day: Gawupple (noun) What you get when your jelly donut falls into your lap when you slam your brakes on.

Word of the day: Snurggle (verb) The action of pulling the covers over your head while snuggling with your dog/cat/beloved/Barbie Doll. Snuggified: the object being Snurggled.

Word of the day: Noofler (noun) someone who hovers over the donut counter and takes forever to decide whether to take the jelly or the cruller. Nooflering: the act of hovering.

Word of the Day: Gurfnukel (verb) Its the hollow sound your head makes when you walk into a wall because you haven’t slept the night before.

Word of the Day: Slumph(verb) to start the day half hunched over and half awake while mumbling. Similar to “Murph” only without the Drooling.

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