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Buttresses of the Cathedral of M-14. Nice long walk in Bandemer towards Argo

A photo posted by Allida (@hemoracallis) on Apr 15, 2015 at 8:20pm PDT

Over the years I have always loved bridges. They have great acoustics. They are beautiful in their way, even the ones that are very boring infrastructure have their moments of numinous beauty. Over ( Read more... )

When I was a kid, I loved oil pastels. I’d draw bright flowers, beautiful hillsides, and starry nights. There were drawings I’d do over and over, never exactly the same, but following the same formal constraints. Hill just so, sun or moon with these pastel-marks.

As a grown artist, I look back on those drawings with both fondness and chagrin.


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Awhile ago, I bought a book about Georgia O’Keeffe. It is the catalog from a show that coincided with the publication of some of her letters.

I’m struck by how much I can identify with her thoughts, and how it helps me identify more deeply with the artwork that she created. She seems to have had as much desire and as much awkwardness putting ( Read more... )

Gracie examines my costume design for him. He is not amused.

When I was a kid, the Cadbury Creme Eggs were my favorite! I would wait patiently for Easter, hunt for my baskets, and promptly devour as many of them as I was allowed.  It should be noted that I would also wait patiently for Passover so I could eat charoset, and my birthday to eat cake ( Read more... )

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Today another drawing from a photo, attempting in a slightly abstract way, to capture the glow and the shadow of a bright midwestern morning.


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