06.20.2004 |
The present never invites you back again
At dawn, I listened in between chirping finches and a mourning dove
Between waking birds and new gray light, delicate sleep
In this dawn-shaped stream, the beautiful sands of time slide by
06.19.2004
Whatever it contains, significant art affirms individual experience
Art originates in private amazement at a world's existence
The puzzle of the good is always news and always good
The shock of the new is to know the old lives as us now
06.18.2004
Every word arrives proclaiming shape, but hangs on as a shape shifter
The more surprising form's affirmation, the more we taste fate's blood
Sometimes there's more risk in thinking than in not thinking
Why we suffer: Life is essentially formal, time, in essence, chaotic
06.17.2004
Dusk displays the many products of mid-summer light
Too bad about darkness, left the difficult beauties . . . and yet
Create a response to form presented visually as connected surprises
"Art asserts that nothing is banal" does not equal "Everything matters"