Saturday, January 31, 2009

"I am interested in art and ecstasy, ecstasy which I would define as the sensation of the soul in ascent, art as the expression and sole means of transmuting, of passing on that ecstasy to others."
Ezra Pound

Friday, January 30, 2009

"By slowing the course of their night, by dividing it into different stages, each separate from the next, Madame de T. has succeeded in giving the small span of time accorded them the semblance of a marvelous little architecture, of a form. Imposing form on a period of time is what beauty demands, but so does memory. For what is formless cannot be grasped, or committed to memory...
There is a secret bond between slowness and memory, between speed and forgetting. Consider this utterly commonplace situation: a man is walking down the street. At a certain moment he tries to recall something, but the recollection escapes him. Automatically, he slows down. Meanwhile, a person who wants to forget a disagreeable incident he has just lived through starts unconsciously to speed up his pace, as if he were trying to distance himself from a thing still to close to him in time.
In existential mathematics, that experience takes the form of two basic equations: the degree of slowness is directly proportional to the intensity of memory; the degree of speed is directly proportional to the intensity of forgetting."
from Slowness by Milan Kundera

Thursday, January 29, 2009

...
"I look for the forms
things want to come as

from what black wells of possibility,
how a thing will
unfold:

not the shape of the paper- though
that too- but the
uninterfering means on paper:

not so much looking for the shape
as being available
to any shape that may be
summoning itself
through me
from the self not mine but ours."

from Poetics by A.R. Ammons

Wednesday, January 28, 2009


Winter Walking, 11x17"
" I don't like to arrange things, if I stand in front of something, instead of arranging it, I arrange myself."
Diane Arbus

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

"There are very few human beings who receive the truth, complete and staggering, by instant illumination. Most of them acquire it fragment by fragment, on a small scale, by successive developments, cellularly, like a laborious mosaic."
Anais Nin

Monday, January 26, 2009

...
"Each year she crossed a line
Through the front page of a fresh diary
And vowed to live above the line"
...
"The line in the painting was surrounded by light
The light in the painting held its breath
On the threshold of a discovery"
...

from THE HORIZONTAL LINE (Homage to Agnes Martin)
by Edward Hirsch


Sunday, January 25, 2009

"It was only after the conclusion, after everything was over, that the sense of reality returned, long after, in fact, when I had been able to gather the pieces of the puzzle up and put them together to see the pattern. This is not remarkable, for, as we know, reality is not a function of the event as event, but of the relationship of that event to past, and future, events. We seem here to have a paradox: that the reality of an event, which is not real in itself, arises from other events which, likewise, in themselves are not real. But this only affirms what we must affirm: that direction is all. And only as we realize this do we live, for our own identity is dependent on this principle."
from All the King Men by Robert Penn Warren

Saturday, January 24, 2009

"We start our lives in chaos and babble. As we surge up into the world, we try to devise a shape, a plan. There is dignity in this. Your whole life is a plot, a scheme, a diagram. It is a failed scheme but that's not the point. To plot is to affirm life, to seek shape and control...to plot is to take aim at something, to shape time and space. This is how we advance the art of human consciousness."
from White Noise by Don DeLillo

Friday, January 23, 2009

"He blamed the handful of books he'd read as a young man, which convinced him life only had value experienced at a certain level of possibility. He hungered for that sense of infinite promise. If only we can hope to climb ever upward, we have our reason for moving. It wasn't the ladder of material success he schemed to scale- Lev wanted something more boyish: to search for a grail that would give meaning to everything that came before. Without it the deserts of dailiness weren't worth the trouble and the past was a trousseau of dust."
from Ambassador to the Dead by Askold Melnyczuk

Thursday, January 22, 2009

"...it is not when a part of the self is inhibited and restrained, but when a part of the self is given away, that community appears."
from The Gift by Lewis Hyde

liberatory, 11x16"

now in the collection of Teresa Indjein

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

"I see that I must give what I most need."
from Fugitive Pieces by Anne Michaels

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

"You will be judged by the difference between what you did, and what you might have done."
from BIRTHPLACE moving into nearness by William S. Wilson

Monday, January 19, 2009

"The artist appeals to that part of our being which is not dependent on wisdom, to that in us which is a gift and not an acquisition- and therefore more permanently enduring. He speaks to our capacity for delight and wonder, to the sense of mystery surrounding our lives; to our sense of pity, and beauty, and pain."
Joseph Conrad

Sunday, January 18, 2009

"I usually work in a direction until i know how to do it, then I stop....art shouldn't be a fixed idea that I have before making it. I want it to include all the fragility and doubt that I go through the day with."
Robert Rauschenberg

Saturday, January 17, 2009

"Whatever is sacred, whatever is to remain sacred, must be clothed in mystery."
Stephane Mallarme

Friday, January 16, 2009

"a poet's medium is words positioned so as to lead you to the edge where words stop"
from Eros by Anne Carson

Thursday, January 15, 2009

"The unsayable! It was mysteriously linked. I now understood, to the essential. The essential was unsayable. Incommunicable. And everything in this world that tortured me with its silent beauty, everything that needed no words, seemed to me essential. The unsayable was essential."
from Dreams of My Russian Summers by Andrei Makine

okay, 11x17"

now in the collection of
Jan Strickland, New Hampshire

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

"Inside us there is something that has no name, that something is what we are."
from Blindness by Jose Saramago

Tuesday, January 13, 2009

"Artistic growth is, more than it is anything else,a refining of the sense of truthfulness. The stupid believe that to be truthful is easy; only the artist, the great artist, knows how difficult it is."
Willa Cather

Monday, January 12, 2009

"The one element which I cannot explain but is essential to my process, is 'faith'; the persistent belief that the choices and conditions I create will distill into an experience that is openhandedly poignant."
Nari Ward

Sunday, January 11, 2009

"My mind is like an unmade puzzle and I gotta put the pieces together to find out what's in there."
Marcia Hart- 2007

Saturday, January 10, 2009

"The universe is no narrow thing and the order within it is not constrained by any latitude in its conception to repeat what exists in one part in any other part. Even in this world more things exist without our knowledge than with it and the order in creation which you see is that which you have put there, like a string in a maze, so that you shall not lose your way. For existence has its own order and that no man's mind can compass, that mind itself being but a fact among others."
from Blood Meridian by Cormac McCarthy

Friday, January 9, 2009

"The clarity of the answer diminishes as the intensity of the question rises; as the question fragments itself into many sharp edges."
from Just Above My Head by James Baldwin

Thursday, January 8, 2009


radar, 11x17"
now in the collection of

Bruce Cronhardt, New Hampshire

"It's always important to ask questions, and it's important to ask yourself why you ask the questions you ask."
from 2666 by Roberto Bolano

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

"Freedom without opportunity is the devil's gift."
Noam Chomsky

Tuesday, January 6, 2009

"Liberty means responsibility. That's why most men dread it."
from The Revolutionist's Handbook by George Bernard Shaw

Monday, January 5, 2009

"Reality is created out of confusion and contradiction, and if you exclude these elements, you're no longer talking about reality."
from Underground by Haruki Murakami

Sunday, January 4, 2009

"Courage is more than endurance, it is the power to create your own life in the face of all that man or God can inflict, so that every day and every night is what you imagine it. Courage makes us dreamers, courage makes us poets."
from The Blue Flower by Penelope Fitzgerald

Saturday, January 3, 2009

"That I'm looking for something I can't find
makes me strangely satisfied.
It fills me with time."
from the poem Modersohn-Becker by Anne Michaels

Friday, January 2, 2009

"I have a rag doll filled with sunlight and when I squeeze her the world gets brighter and brighter."
from Song of Hope by William Parker, sung by Leana Conquest

Thursday, January 1, 2009

"...everything, as it falls into place, creates another place for things to fall into."
from BIRTHPLACE moving into nearness by William S. Wilson

Honey Buns, 14x14"