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Rabbit's Moon studio: NAMIBIA Young Warriors
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An artist's creative journey in learning new media. An inner look at the creative process at work when an artist explores new media. Tuesday, July 29, 2014. The photography is exceptional. I can't find who t attribute it to. If you know or find out let me know and I will give credit. Doesn't almost look like we are on an alien planet? And on another planet in another universe. I love the ghost like quality of this artists photographers works. Posted by Elizabeth Gordon. Photograph of lost tries. Lill Str...
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Luanne diBernardo: NO MOTIVE
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Wednesday, January 28, 2009. Manage one more hour, one more year, not so much as one moment’s thought to her own deterioration, or to the possibility that her children’s lives might have been any different, her own life an afterthought. That Irene can do, and so she does what she does. Unchanged into something she barely recognized. These eighteen months later, Irene passes through her sons’ benign lobby, her body renewed by remission, not her words. For once she hears nothing—not Agnes&#...Bob Dylan Enc...
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Luanne diBernardo: INTERSECTIONS: Orchard @ Division
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Friday, December 26, 2014. INTERSECTIONS: Orchard @ Division. I’d never seen the car before, but the girl I’d seen for years; a girl from a couple blocks over who passed our house on her way to school, sometimes in winter the light from our kitchen the only light streaking the early snow where she passed. With one hand slung over his steering wheel, the bulky man’s heft leans further across the seat, his free hand releasing the latch of the busted handle, a movement perfected. The dull length of. Cindere...
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Luanne diBernardo: January 2009
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Saturday, January 31, 2009. INTERSECTIONS: Hudson @ Wadsworth. A BOY, LOVED. At seven years old, Little Anthony was the mouthpiece to whomever appeared on his grandparents’ doorstep: news boys, meter readers, Jehovahs, girl scouts, and each one scrammed by the bird-sized boy spitting first-hand Sicilian into second-hand English while his grandparents hovered behind him, their fear sifted into and out of the boy’s quick mouth with a sound deciphered as anger. Posted by Luanne DiBernardo. Her legs moved on...
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Luanne diBernardo: June 2009
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Thursday, June 4, 2009. A CAR WENT BY. He waits for Steve to motion him over, meaning Iris had called wondering why Steve’s high school buddy passed his driveway today, why he was heading East on a Tuesday. 8220;You sure you guys didn’t have a fight or anything? 8220;No; why would you think that”? 8220;He was headed East”. It beeps again before he starts through the now-green light, whatever he was thinking irretrievable, a memory good for some things, not others, as he tilts the rear mirror to see if hi...
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Luanne diBernardo: INTERSECTIONS: Hoyt Lake @ Jogger Path
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Friday, January 30, 2009. INTERSECTIONS: Hoyt Lake @ Jogger Path. The hook jabbed into her back. She had only just passed him, tall and fat and fishing at the edge of a pond stilled with sewage, the stench of death. Disinterested, he bothered not to turn the way people do when they’re lost in a task, she would have noticed had he glanced her way. Still she knew what it was when it struck her. Posted by Luanne DiBernardo. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). WRITERS AND ARTISTS AND CRAFTSMEN, OH MY.
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Luanne diBernardo: A CAR WENT BY
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Thursday, June 4, 2009. A CAR WENT BY. He waits for Steve to motion him over, meaning Iris had called wondering why Steve’s high school buddy passed his driveway today, why he was heading East on a Tuesday. 8220;You sure you guys didn’t have a fight or anything? 8220;No; why would you think that”? 8220;He was headed East”. It beeps again before he starts through the now-green light, whatever he was thinking irretrievable, a memory good for some things, not others, as he tilts the rear mirror to see if hi...
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Luanne diBernardo: INTERSECTIONS: Horton @ Delevan
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Friday, December 26, 2014. INTERSECTIONS: Horton @ Delevan. There were five of them running and darting, one boy small, the other boys taller, one fat. Two screamed Antoine, and nobody’s mother was anywhere in sight. Almost, it was dusk. The boy who turned when a voice screamed Antoine was straddled to a bike stripped pipe to peddle, his bony arms stretched to each bend of pitted chrome. Could also be seen were the Ogilvys, the Fassbinders, and the Spoonleys; the marbled mauseleums of the close-knit Brun...