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NEA ONNIM NO SUA A, OHU: Without Words
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NEA ONNIM NO SUA A, OHU. This blog is now open to the public and all readers are welcome to post comments. Tuesday, January 27, 2009. Palms facing up as I look at the lines of a story. . Fingers beckon the pen to draw up symbols of . Passion, sadness, or perhaps glory. . There's a sound of the tip moving across what . Was once a tree. Lines cross each other to form. Words and sentences, of what used to be. With a strike of one word, a being you may . Inspire or execute. Either way, what is written.
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NEA ONNIM NO SUA A, OHU: February 2009
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NEA ONNIM NO SUA A, OHU. This blog is now open to the public and all readers are welcome to post comments. Sunday, February 1, 2009. On a warm spring day each of our phones rang one by one. It was his brother. sharing the fatal news of our friend who had been taken from us. Who or what could possibly do this to our one who was the best person we knew? We all looked at each other with that unmistaken expression "Was he or did you know? By introducing him to ladies at church, teaching him manly. He who doe...
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NEA ONNIM NO SUA A, OHU: By These Hands
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NEA ONNIM NO SUA A, OHU. This blog is now open to the public and all readers are welcome to post comments. Tuesday, January 27, 2009. When I sculpt one of my seed, the veins in marble will flow in waves of hair. The full lips will be from my ancestors who ate of the fruit born of the unpolluted earth. Soulful eyes which have seen the animals and plants of abundance without greed and destruction. Strength of arms and legs that carried us through all terrain into today. Smithsonian American Art Museum.
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NEA ONNIM NO SUA A, OHU: Notes of Class
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NEA ONNIM NO SUA A, OHU. This blog is now open to the public and all readers are welcome to post comments. Tuesday, January 27, 2009. The same evening I removed the instrument from its royal blue velvet lined case. I added rosin to the bow and wipe the wood down with a hand towel. In my mind, I had the jest of playing and I would choose to ignore reading music from the book. I took my favorite transistor radio out of the closet with the aim of finding the classical station. Video Clip and Audio Links:.
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NEA ONNIM NO SUA A, OHU: Takes a Man
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NEA ONNIM NO SUA A, OHU. This blog is now open to the public and all readers are welcome to post comments. Sunday, February 1, 2009. On a warm spring day each of our phones rang one by one. It was his brother. sharing the fatal news of our friend who had been taken from us. Who or what could possibly do this to our one who was the best person we knew? We all looked at each other with that unmistaken expression "Was he or did you know? By introducing him to ladies at church, teaching him manly. He who doe...
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NEA ONNIM NO SUA A, OHU: January 2009
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NEA ONNIM NO SUA A, OHU. This blog is now open to the public and all readers are welcome to post comments. Friday, January 30, 2009. Inside me is white and red as a perfect balance to keep me alive. Inside me is the air inhaled to nourish the pulse which keeps flow. Inside me is the core that sometimes feels like joy, grief, or love. Inside me is the connected structure to support movement. Inside me is the strength to push and pull at will. Inside me is the phenomena of life. Now, I look inside and out ...
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NEA ONNIM NO SUA A, OHU: Hues Within
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NEA ONNIM NO SUA A, OHU. This blog is now open to the public and all readers are welcome to post comments. Friday, January 30, 2009. Inside me is white and red as a perfect balance to keep me alive. Inside me is the air inhaled to nourish the pulse which keeps flow. Inside me is the core that sometimes feels like joy, grief, or love. Inside me is the connected structure to support movement. Inside me is the strength to push and pull at will. Inside me is the phenomena of life. Now, I look inside and out ...