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		<title>Still Sundays</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 05 Feb 2012 23:58:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p><em><strong>February 5th, 2012.</strong></em></p> <p><strong>The super bowl of social media and creativity.</strong></p> <p>&#160;</p> <p>I woke up thinking about Wednesday this morning. As if Wednesday was a person I knew.</p> <p>This last Wednesday was a chaotic morning and no amount of breathing was going to lift me out of the mushroom of frenzy.</p> <p>Usually calm and steady, on Wednesday morning I was agitated and hyper sensitive to noise. I always try to see what is the longest amount of time I can go without plugging into music with my headphones. This time even music didn&#8217;t help. People rushing to some grand nowhere. I joined them to head to one of the most dilapidated parts of New York City. Poverty has a smell ...]]></description>
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		<title>Still Sundays: Shakti and Ibn Sina</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 08 Jan 2012 19:57:49 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>It is a new year after all.</p> <p>Makes me wonder about all those other &#8220;new&#8221; years. I never felt they were new per se so it wasn&#8217;t that I got duped the last decade with the habitual hype at the end of the year. It is just that I couldn&#8217;t participate as authentically as I would have liked because I knew better in my bones. But this year is finally new.</p> <p><strong>new</strong> &#124; n(y)oō &#124;</p> <p>adjective</p> <p>1. not existing before; made, introduced, or discovered recently or now for the first time</p> <p>2. already existing but seen, experienced, or acquired recently or now for the first time</p> <p>3. just beginning and regarded as better than what went before</p> <p>The word new ...]]></description>
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		<title>Still Sundays</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 11 Dec 2011 19:07:18 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>annie</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p><em><strong>December 11, 2011.</strong></em></p> <p><strong>What <em>is</em> art without vision, then?;  Symmetry Breaking; Darren K. Woods on his passion for opera; Music to My Ears.</strong></p> <p>&#160;</p> <p>I was immersed in life to my fullest capacity the last two Sundays. Every cell felt like a sponge for Stillness, joy, love, warmth, observations, growth…</p> <p>There comes a point when living and experiencing catch a momentum faster than one can share through any medium. I believe that’s when the real challenge begins for one who has decided to undertake being an artist.</p> <p>We are all creative (some more talented or innately gifted than others); however, not all are artists.</p> <p>Art without vision is creative stimulation for pleasure. In order to have a vision you have ...]]></description>
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		<title>persistence: keep drawing / writing / &#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 17 Nov 2011 05:30:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[For those of us for whom it is not about money (<em>although that is marvelous given one needs it, however minimally, to exist in this physical space without anxiety</em>) nor about fame or celebrity (<em>celebrity is a choice and it comes and goes; fame may not be a choice and can be attributed for a variety of reasons one never intended</em>) but about the fragrant, sweet gratification of having sewn our stitch or stitches in the Embroidery of what we saw and heard and what is Possible&#8230;for those of us, there is no alternative but persistence. <p>Mama says persistence means <em>you</em> believe [honestly] in the [realistic] value of what <em>you</em> have to offer regardless of however success may be defined ...]]></description>
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		<title>&#8220;Fartists&#8221;, Light triumphs, Grow!Grow!Grow!</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 13 Nov 2011 19:46:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p><em><strong>Still Sundays.</strong></em></p> <p><strong>November 13, 2011.</strong></p> <p>&#160;</p> <p>Stillness is a guardian angel.</p> <p>That being said, on days where the frozen wind in New York City feels like the wrathy breathing of some evil gods, I do yell aloud, forgetting all I know about seasons, climate, and weather, “God you can’t be real! Because no one in his or her right mind would actually create a day this cold!”</p> <p>Yet so far November feels like early spring. Will March then be like early winter? Maybe winter has never been that long after all? Climate change is changing.</p> <p style="text-align: center;"><strong>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~</strong></p> <p>What do I know without a doubt this Sunday morning as this calendar year is almost over?</p> <p>Light triumphs. Again and again ...]]></description>
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		<title>to really understand is divine</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 06 Nov 2011 22:37:50 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p><strong><em>Still Sundays.</em></strong></p> <p><strong>November 6th.</strong></p> <p>No matter how many times I write about New York City it is not enough. Not enough for me and not enough for those who just don’t see what I see.</p> <p>Rage is a bull and I am a champion rider who neither tires easily nor plans on retiring. At best I can tame the beast with humor. But I find cynicism easy and eventually boring; therefore, I take whatever it is that I don’t understand by the horns: the spleen wants to spit.</p> <p>That being said I <em>never</em> write when I am angry. I can create a fury of words that can dissolve the deads’ bones, but actually write?&#8212;never. I don’t even “journal” such thoughts ...]]></description>
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		<title>&#8220;at the midnight hour to talk with the clock&#8221; ~ Vera Pavlova</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 02 Nov 2011 16:32:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>&#8220;To Converse with the greats&#8221; by Vera Pavlova <p /> To converse with the greats by trying their blindfolds on; to correspond with books by rewriting them; to edit holy edicts, and at the midnight hour to talk with the clock by tapping a wall in the solitary confinement of the universe.</p> <p>&#160;</p> <p>Tashaki Miyaki &#8211; Somethin&#8217; Is Better Than Nothin&#8217; <a href="http://vimeo.com/29256977" target="_blank">Link to video</a>.</p> <p></p> <p>&#160;</p> <p>Great video, I say. Resonated with me for the writing process, along with the poem. The two came separately to me. I just seated them at the same table, made of resonance.&#160;</p> <p>On a personal note, I never have, and I never will, settle for something just because it is better than ...]]></description>
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		<title>The marriage of Storytelling and Writing</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 13 Oct 2011 17:48:08 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>annie</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>Before social media created the forum which allowed the hijacking of the word &#8220;storyteller&#8221; as a synonym for bloggers and marketers it was indeed a prestigious art form.</p> <p>What I share below is from an excerpt to a dear friend and author, over 8 months ago.</p> <blockquote><p>I <em>think</em> I am ready to discuss this as I understand it. We are all storytellers. We live our lives in and through stories. At the lowest level of consciousness this is gossip and at another form it can be &#8220;motivational speaking,&#8221; although for the intellectually evolved such speaking may not yield many new results. We tell stories when we come home to our significant other ( if we have that kind of relationship ...]]></description>
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		<title>Bill Viola is a mockingbird: &#8220;out to rearrange reality.&#8221;</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 11 Oct 2011 20:41:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>&#8220;Mockingbirds are the true artists of the bird kingdom. Which is to say, although they&#8217;re born with a song of their own, an innate riff that happens to be one of the most versatile of all ornithological expressions, mocking birds aren&#8217;t content to merely play the hand that is dealt them. Like all artists, they are out to rearrange reality. Innovative, willful, daring, not bound by the rules to which others may blindly adhere, the mockingbird collects snatches of birdsong from this tree and that field, appropriates them, places them in new and unexpected contexts, recreates the world from the world. For example, a mockingbird in South Carolina was heard to blend the songs of thirty-two different kinds of birds ...]]></description>
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		<title>self-existing magic of things</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 09 Oct 2011 16:49:44 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>annie</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p><strong>Still Sundays</strong></p> <p><strong>October 9th. </strong></p> <p><strong>Filmmaker Nathaniel Dorsky on “self-existing magic of things” and more. Your talent is a body. Marc Jacobs on innovation. </strong></p> <p>&#160;</p> <p>I find myself intellectually incapable to accept any of the etymologies offered behind “Indian Summer” and google’s curation of history doesn’t satisfy.</p> <p>October is a solid indigo night, made for returning and leaving at the same time.</p> <p>Autumn in New York is the muse for so many jazz compositions because only music can capture an indigo night.</p> <p style="text-align: center;"><strong>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~</strong></p> <p>Yesterday I saw a film by Nathaniel Dorsky who has been making and exhibiting films within the avant-garde tradition since 1964. His works have bee shown internationally in museums and theatres and are in the ...]]></description>
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		<title>Novalis wrote, “Our bodies are molded rivers.”</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 03 Oct 2011 01:56:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p><em>Fountain</em>, 2011 by an amazingly inspiring artist Winn Rea.&#160;</p> <p>Plastic Strips Hanging Down</p> <p><a href="http://www.stjohndivine.org/valueofwater.html" target="_blank">Value of Water Exhibition at St. John&#8217;s Cathedral.</a></p> <p> <a href="http://getfile6.posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/temp-2011-10-02/mJsHqzHgzjzbCkGrxBenbuhAkjHjobkyjkmAofCeeneufqtoCDIlJohiqExE/DSC01612.jpg.scaled1000.jpg"></a> </p> <p>There were lots of mediums through which artists participated. I thought this one was very cool given so much plastic is wasted for water bottles. There were others works by Winn Rea at the Cathedral but this was the best one I captured to share. You can read more about her <a href="http://www.winnrea.com/works.html" target="_blank">here</a>.</p> <p>I will aslo be contacting <a href="http://artforwater.org/index.html" target="_blank">Art for Water</a>. They had some amazing art and words to share as well.</p> <p>&#160;</p> <p>&#160;</p> <p>&#160;</p> <a href="http://api.tweetmeme.com/share?url=http%3A%2F%2Fannieqsyed.com%2F2011%2F10%2Fnovalis-wrote-our-bodies-are-molded-rivers%2F"> </a> <p>Related posts:<ol><a href='http://annieqsyed.com/2011/10/bill-viola-is-a-mockingbird-out-to-rearrange-reality/' rel='bookmark' title='Bill Viola is a mockingbird: &#8220;out to rearrange ...]]></description>
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		<title>Photo of how I feel after I am &#8216;done&#8217; writing</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 04 Sep 2011 16:20:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>From <a href="http://annieqsyed.com/2011/09/still-sundays-62/#utm_source=feed&#38;utm_medium=feed&#38;utm_campaign=feed" target="_blank">Still Sundays</a>:</p> <p><em>On Friday evening I visited the Philadelphia Museum of Art and was mesmerized by this amazing sculpture. I am sure most people who visit there often are quite used to it and hence could and couldn&#8217;t understand my state of awe. I took many photos and I felt none captured how I was actually feeling when I saw it. I gave up and in my silence contemplated why I was so drawn to it. I thought about it rest of the night and then while listening to a group of percussion drummers outside an art gallery in downtown Philly it finally clicked. That sculpture is precisely how I feel after I am done writing&#8212;be it ...]]></description>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 04 Sep 2011 15:46:23 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p><strong>September 4th. </strong></p> <p><strong>Spirituality is a nose everyone has. Thich Nhat Hanh on art.</strong> <strong><strong>Words are a bow and an arrow. </strong>Diana by Augustus Saint-Gaudens.</strong></p> <p>From what I can recall: earlier this week…</p> <p><em>Thursday</em>: surrender should not come at the expense of exploding…what good is any practice if you are trying to hold it together as if life is some performance…emotions should be like pop-tarts: cold, warm, hot, toasted, and done. Would anyone reading this in Prague or Lahore know about pop-tarts? Of course they will! There is google! Why am I not thankful then?</p> <p><em>Wednesday</em>: Maybe this is why we have weeks made up of days, call them by whatever name, so as to track the shift of energy ...]]></description>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 21 Aug 2011 17:00:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p><strong>August 21, 2011.</strong></p> <p><strong>Normal is another world phenomenon; Helping the exceptions stand out for all of us in ANY form is art; From the memory box: desert sky and Wilma Rudolph. The foremost task of education.</strong></p> <p>Stillness is a flower that doesn’t always have a fragrance. Or perhaps the perfume is sans alcohol so one has to be really sober to take it all in.  Similar to a real yoga practice, what comes forth is not always bliss but gunk. But if you allow some space and don’t hold on, the gunk slides away, and real bliss doesn’t always feel like happiness but it surely feels like freedom.</p> <p>Today’s Sunday is some shy rapture. It’s raining everywhere it seems, including ...]]></description>
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		<title>&#8220;we would rather be ruined than changed&#8221; ~ W.H. Auden</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 16 Aug 2011 11:50:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p><strong>We would rather be ruined than changed</strong></p> <p><strong>We would rather die in our dread </strong></p> <p><strong>Than climb the cross of the moment </strong></p> <p><strong>And let our illusions die. </strong></p> <p>~ W.H. Auden</p> <p> <a href="http://getfile6.posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/temp-2011-08-16/lcpyuxECedmvHJzGIJhHbcwgzwgFhvqCxrEydrGxDjdsrcbEJJFcAbdqrlme/DSC01322.jpg.scaled1000.jpg"></a> </p> <p>&#160;</p> <p>Took this photo in Cambridge, England inside a spot on Jesus Lane.</p> <a href="http://api.tweetmeme.com/share?url=http%3A%2F%2Fannieqsyed.com%2F2011%2F08%2Fwe-would-rather-be-ruined-than-changed-w-h-auden%2F"> </a> <p>No related posts.</p>]]></description>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 14 Aug 2011 18:58:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p><strong>August 14th. </strong></p> <p><strong>“The present is the whole of the past concentrated.&#8221; ~ Iqbal; Bernard Shaw on Tolstoy&#8217;s &#8220;What is Art&#8221;?; opinions about opinions; Anders, the homeless man in London, on books.</strong></p> <p>&#160;</p> <p>I awoke this Sunday morning in some rainforest. The rain, glossy chandeliers, was falling without crashing. It took me a minute to realize I was in New York City.</p> <p><strong></strong>It was nice to take a break from putting thoughts on the braille made of words last Sunday. Does Stillness too take a break? No, I don’t think so. We do. It’s hard to swim in peace: no sharks of conflict that actually bite, no shore of tomorrow, no ship of yesterday, how long can you stay afloat ...]]></description>
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		<title>From The Beauty Myth by Naomi Wolf</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 09 Aug 2011 20:25:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>I came across a wonderful book <em>The Beauty Myth</em> by Naomi Wolf while I stayed at my cousin&#8217;s in Cambridge. I share some excerpts from the final chapter. No, I did not finish the book in two days, I just happened to look at the end first like I often do when it comes to non-fiction and magazines.</p> <p>I recognize that most people on social media have the attention span worse than my &#8220;reluctant readers&#8221; (9th graders repeating 9th grade for the 4th time). However, after my most recent &#8220;writing world&#8221; exposure&#160; in Prague, I can say this with certainty: although social media (twitter, blogs, Posterous etc.) are a great tool to share with another audience, I do not write, ...]]></description>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 31 Jul 2011 16:38:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>July 31st.</p> <p><strong>Misunderstood dreams shape-shift return to sleep in cities like Prague. Happy Birthday to my mother. Stillness is some Doppler effect.</strong></p> <p>It’s July 31st and it is my mother’s birthday.</p> <p>I read this year’s July came with an extra offering: one more Sunday. I also learned that this will not happen again for some 800 or so years. I checked the facts on this. Such a combination occurs far more often than every 800 years. The last occurrence was in July 2005. The next one will be in July 2016. It might as well be accurate though. Yesterday feels like years ago.</p> <p>Who keeps track of Sundays besides those who are harvesters of Stillness? No moment seems to return ...]]></description>
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		<title>&#8220;perpetual war for perpetual peace&#8221; Photo of Wall Mural in Prague</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 28 Jul 2011 09:13:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>The title I borrowed from Gore Vidal&#8217;s <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Perpetual-War-Peace-How-Hated/dp/156025405X" target="_blank">book</a> (I read it ages ago in my political science days). That is not the actual title of the mural. I don&#8217;t know what the actual title is. I guess I could ask around, google, check out tour books or we can make our own titles.&#160; War Against Infinity works too, in my mind.&#160;</p> <p>Anyway. I share.</p> <p> <a href="http://getfile8.posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/temp-2011-07-28/yllGkJltpjpHlkgkxgEszGoqbCByetohoGhexAvscjacFGAzcrduaxflECtj/DSC01093.JPG.scaled1000.jpg"></a> <a href="http://getfile2.posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/temp-2011-07-28/tsvGIefxetkwlFfBhksoyBaJltFjFFBJzoBzcBCgbgyIjEHwflyvbamlpkme/DSC01094.JPG.scaled1000.jpg"></a></p> <a href="http://annieqsyed.posterous.com/perpetual-war-for-perpetual-peace-photo-of-wa"></a> <p>&#160;</p> <p>Below I share an excerpt from the Czech dissident writer, author, poet, Ivan Klima. It is quite long but I typed out this part for my father in an email. My few thoughts inspired by this essay are below and incomplete, like much else of what ...]]></description>
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		<title>Robert A. Heinlein on an artist&#8217;s job &amp; 2 other thoughts</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 26 Jul 2011 08:49:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>I know when I am developing a character, the biggest challenge is to show that like life itself he or she is not one dimensional. And that something in him or her is really also in the reader&#160; too, whether the reader likes it or not. This quote resonates. Regardless if anyone agrees with Heinlein or agrees if Rodin accomplishes this, I thought it was good food for thought worth sharing.&#160;</p> <p>&#160;</p> <blockquote> <p>&#8220;Anybody can look at a pretty girl and see a pretty girl. An artist can look at a pretty girl and see the old woman she will become. A better artist can look at an old woman and see the pretty girl that she used to be. ...]]></description>
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		<title>František Kupka &amp; Museum Kampa: Abstraction &amp; Atonality</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 16 Jul 2011 08:32:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>&#8220;<em>The creative ability of an artist is manifested only if he succeeds in transforming the natural phenomena into &#8216;another reality.&#8217; This part of the creative process as an independent element, if conscious and developed, hints at the possibility of creating a painting</em>.&#8221; ~ Franti&#353;ek Kupka.</p> <p>I don&#8217;t know how many people are <em>actually</em> creating now. The word create comes from late Middle English<em>, </em>in the sense &#8220;form out of nothing&#8221;; from Latin creat- &#8216;produced,&#8217; from the verb <em>creare</em>. Some are. Most are just copying what has been done before. When did we stopping looking at stars? There are galaxies within that don&#8217;t have an entry fee. Go!</p> <p>&#160;</p> <p>I didn&#8217;t plan on attending the Kampa Museum but was side-tracked while ...]]></description>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 10 Jul 2011 11:00:59 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>It’s Sunday morning and I am writing from a small village near the Sovinec Castle. Owl’s Nest. That’s what Sovinec means in Czech. Sovinec is near a city called Olomouc. Yesterday we first traveled two and a half hours southeast of Prague to Brno and then north to Olomouc. We are quite east of Prague now. Olomouc is made of agricultural landscape where the sky is a moody painter and the earth is a palette. Capture that, lens. Feeling is a lens.</p> <p>Usually when I write on Sunday mornings I feel Stillness offers Christmas presents for unwrapping&#8212;let’s see what’s under that tree of thought that grew so tall in one week? Some Sunday mornings I indeed feel as if I ...]]></description>
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		<title>Katherine Anne Porter on Art</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 30 Jun 2011 16:41:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p><em>Author Charles Baxter has required we read the short story &#8220;The Jilting of Granny Weatherall&#8221; (1930) by Katherine Anne Porter, a Pulitzer winner I had never read. I knew that one of the reasons this Prague experience is seminal for my writing is because of Charles Baxter as an author himself. I had no idea that everything would be connected to this extent! Katherine Anne Porter is not only brilliant but a lot of her writing process is very similar to mine. I don&#8217;t share that bit here and will post it at my own website later. For now I wanted to share part of her interview. Although I tweeted this article, the teacher in me knows, no one reads ...]]></description>
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		<title>Some art by my father&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 30 Jun 2011 14:57:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>unfinished Mr. Owl in a Tree (1978)</p> <p> <a href="http://getfile2.posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/temp-2011-06-30/usJEHflsDqottwwuzjogvkoCjtlbiztsFGIoHlmxahGyhEECHjGllqjoazvH/DSC00523.jpg.scaled1000.jpg"></a> </p> <p>Pencil Sketch of a Young Boy (1978)</p> <p> <a href="http://getfile8.posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/temp-2011-06-30/CsHkvvgwhIDjumAEebntliyknqmsqBpmzplxBjdqwHangJIxDtBvwgmdJmma/DSC00522.jpg.scaled1000.jpg"></a> </p> <p>&#160;</p> <p>Landscape with dogs (1978)</p> <p> <a href="http://getfile5.posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/temp-2011-06-30/awFnBpzcbCvaboxpvarFHdybhDulnCIdglmifqxwhsEmhwoHEJHotwyartkc/DSC00525.JPG.scaled1000.jpg"></a> </p> <p>&#160;</p> <p>Very few artists are diverse in what they create. Most create the same style over and over again. I don&#8217;t know why or how. But not my father. I grew up seeing a lot of variety. My father didn&#8217;t go to any art school. He couldn&#8217;t even if he wanted.</p> <p style="margin: 0.1pt 0in;">My father stayed in Carlsharlton, a suburb 45 minutes outside of London, with relatives on my mother&#8217;s side when he was barely 25 years old. This is 33 years ago. He was newly married and ...]]></description>
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		<title>Still Sundays</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 26 Jun 2011 11:26:23 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>From London.</p> <p>I haven&#8217;t been in London long enough to specifically share what stillness of London on a Sunday morning tastes like.</p> <p>However, there was lots of stillness in North London this morning that brought the following:</p> <p>Something beyond evil. Spirals of Transmutation. Integration is the most demanding creative process.</p> <p style="text-align: center;"><strong>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~</strong></p> <p>The best compliment I have ever received about my writing is: ‘it can raise the dead.’ It is also the most unsettling thing I have heard about my writing. When the living are more dead than those gone, one better know how to dance with goblins, ghouls, and dybuks&#8212;a specialized demon who attaches himself to scholars! I can’t two-step or waltz with another. I am a solo-performer ...]]></description>
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