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REALITY HUNGER, WONDER, CLAPTON AND SHIELDS

I just had David Shield’s book Reality Hunger sent to me, which is beyond amazing in terms of artistic appropriation and authenticity and integrity. I am in heavenly intellectual love! He has basically compiled a bunch of quotes from disparate writers, artists, filmmakers, poets, musicians, critics, thinkers, all on different topics like memory, memoir, autobiography, [...]
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CEASEFULNESS

“At least I know 10,000 things that don’t work,” said Edison when looking for the perfect material for the electric light filament. And now a photographic taste of a novel I’m planning on writing. Some of you know this gestating book as Summer, Fall, Summer, but I have decided to evolve the title to [...]
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WRITER V WRITER

Hey my loves. While I was thrice-weekly taking photographs for Australian food, fashion and culture website UHH, that little project has ceased to exist. The editor has jetted off to take a job in West Africa of all places. Fabulous opportunity for him; I asked him to pet a lioness for me, in all due [...]
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CRAZY DIAMOND

So I am going on a hiatus, a pilgrimage of literary bravura, towards the unknown future, within the realm of unending potentiality, upon which my own expression will be explosively expressed. I don’t know how often I’ll get back to the gash, but I now realize I must disentangle myself from the entire area (of [...]
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SCHOOL OF THOUGHT

“Learning is a treasure that will follow its owner everywhere.” – Chinese Proverb In my New Year thrall of organization, (that is, organization in technology; in what I put into my body; in what I create; in what I think and feel) I have come across an old article from “Smart Start Magazine” (2007), [...]
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“THE LAST WORD WILL NEVER BE SAID”

Last night I left my sisters apartment with my old painted canvases from under the blue velvet day beds, with half a coconut raspberry cake, and some books I had left behind, wearing Swedish wellingtons and a shearling coat bought and most likely made from the skin of a West Aussie bleater. While she slept [...]
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ON WHOSE TIME

From the depths of my sodden brain-trodden mind last night, as I tossed and turned, saturated with my own thoughts and words, I wrote these lines by ink, half in the dark, by the candlelight of Kissmass candles. Then this came along, just as I have written before, like “Rorschact inkblots,” my thoughts beginning “to [...]
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NOBLE SACRIFICE

It may be hard, but this is all I have committed to do within the realm of writing, ever since I began examining the quality of life itself. Such an intimate history of humanity arrives at my doorstep, crawls into my lap. Painful pleasure, raptures and sorrow. Not sure how much longer I’ll last in [...]
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