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  • As in: “A dreadful building of gray stone and brown wood, it sported cherry-red shutters (not all of them shut) which by some mnemoptical trick he remembered as apple green.” – Vladimir Nabokov Source: Transparent Things Believe it or not, I just started reading Nabokov. I’ve resisted for many years for as many reasons, reasons

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  • Art house theatres in the 80s introduced my rural sensibilities to the avant garde of future American cinema at its cultural depths.

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  • Watching David Lynch’s first film, Eraserhead, in a 1980s vintage West Los Angeles theatre was a paradigm shifter. For a twenty-something from the rural American South, a heightened sense of boundless creativity soaked into me in that threadbare movie house and changed my newly acquired urban trajectory. Lynch’s connection with the fecund space of infinity

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  • The work of writing is only the beginning of a book’s journey. Around 2010 I started a transgressive writing class that enforced and enhanced my penchant for libidinal transparency. Since we met every week we had a chance to get to know the work of the people attending the group. The very act of bringing

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  • Age: Full Circle Here’s an aspect of my life that I am enjoying ouroborically. I’ve returned to media as a participant on the lens side of the camera again all these years later. This weekend we shot in Malibu. The ocean smelled of new plankton and fish eggs…maybe I imagined that last detail. Coming Soon…an

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