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  • To all of you who joined me in Limbo-Land, thank you. It was comforting to know the message did get out. I’ve never been locked out of my site and it took weeks to get help from the Behemoth, but the portal did eventually open. The experience left me curious; how often do the other…

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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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