Jul 03 2015

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Bees, Beetles and Butterflies: A Photoshow

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Jul 01 2015

Happy Canada Day

 

Happy Canada
Day-I hear people singing
Oh Canada! Eh. 

 

Haiku por Lucio Munoz

Vancouver, BC, Canada

July 01, 2015

lrmt@hotmail.com

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Jun 22 2015

The first time

The first time I fell in love

Knowing that I was not

The chosen one…

I wrote a haiku to sadness.

 

The first time I met someone

Who smiled at me and liked

My crazy personality…

I wrote a poem of hope

 

The first time I tasted sweet kisses

With my eyes closed and

My heart singing…

I wrote a song to love           

 

The first time I could take a moment

To think about my past

And my lucky life…

I wrote a story of happiness.

 

First, I wrote a haiku to sadness,

Then, a poem of hope,

Next, I wrote a song to love,

And finally, I wrote a story of happiness.

 

Poem by Lucio Muñoz

Vancouver, BC, Canada

June 22, 2015

lrmt@hotmail.com

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Jun 09 2015

Love without limits

It is not a dream,

It is the truth;

I am her king,

The source of her happiness.

 

And the universe

Is too small

To store all

The love that for her I feel.

 

Poem by Lucio Muñoz 

Vancouver, BC, Canada

June 8, 2015
lrmt@hotmail.com  

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May 28 2015

Featured Artist: Mark Thomas

Featured Artist: Mark Thomas

Mark Thomas is a classical pianist and artist who lives and works in New York city. His web sites have been featured by the New York Times, the BBC, the Los Angeles Times, National Public Radio, and numerous other media outlets.

Links:
On the Web: http://sorabji.com/
On the Web: http://sorabji.nyc/
The Payphone Project: http://www.payphone-project.com/
Tumblr: http://sorabji.tumblr.com/
500PX: https://500px.com/sorabji

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Oct 27 2010

‘I Love My Hair': A Father’s Tribute To His Daughter

Credit to: NPR Staff

Click here to listen to: I Love My Hair – A Fathers Tribute To His Daughter

A little Muppet girl has started a sensation. The unnamed puppet with an afro sings a love song to her hair.

“I Love My Hair” debuted on the Oct. 4 episode of Sesame Street. It was posted on the show’s YouTube page — and then women began posting the video on their Facebook pages.

African-American bloggers wrote that it brought them to tears because of the message it sends to young black girls.

Joey Mazzarino, the head writer of Sesame Street, is also a Muppeteer who wrote the song for his daughter. Mazzarino is Italian. He and his wife adopted their 5-year-old daughter, Segi, from Ethiopia when she was a year old.

Mazzarino says he wrote the song after noticing his daughter playing with dolls.

“She wanted to have long blond hair and straight hair, and she wanted to be able to bounce it around,” he tells NPR’s Melissa Block.

Mazzarino says he began to get worried, but he thought it was only a problem that white parents of African-American children have. Then he realized the problem was much larger.

In writing the song, he wanted to say in song what he says to his daughter: “Your hair is great. You can put it in ponytails. You can put it in cornrows. I wish I had hair like you.”

That simple message has caused an outpouring of responses from women. Mazzarino got a call from an African woman who told him the song brought her to tears. “I was amazed, ’cause I sort of wrote this little thing for my daughter, and here this adult woman, it touched her,” he says.

Mazzarino says he’s happy to report that Segi loves the song — and her hair.

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Dec 12 2013

Featured Artist: Debra Williams Spegal

Featured Artist: Debra Williams Spegal

Notes from the Artist:
I work mainly in watercolor, colored pencil and graphite pencil. Right now I am doing work on a commission basis, mostly house portraits. I have been painting for over 30 years and in the past have done some commercial art for greeting card companies and posters.

Debra Williams Spegal on Facebook:

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Mar 16 2011

Memories Lost and Found: My Early Work, Part II

What does “Sauer’s Kitchen” Have to Do with this Story?

Memories Lost and Found: My Early Work, Part II

For anyone who hasn’t heard Part One of this story, here is a quick summary: A few weeks ago, I got an email from Harry, a worker at a thrift store in Bristol, VA. The owner had bought a stack of paintings at an estate sale and they tracked me down via the internet (I’m very easy to find). These works from years and years ago, mostly from my childhood and teenage years, I had accidentally left in a house when I moved away from Bristol, TN. These early works capture evidence of my early self-taught artistic development, memories of my early days as an artist, and even childhood memories. Before I could make the store an offer on the works, a saintly soul of an art lover bought them instead, and then HE tracked me down (I’m easy to find). We communicated and worked out a deal, and this is where Part Two of this story begins……..

Johnny is a young businessman, traveler, entrepreneur, and yes, art lover. I wasn’t clear when he first emailed me that he was a customer at the store, and not the owner. After all, a worker at the store really wanted me to be able to get my work back. His first contact to me through my website said “We recently acquired several of your early works! Some of which are dated as far back as 85. I suggested contacting you in case you would like an opportunity to look at what paintings and drawings we have. Please e mail me back if you have any interest in viewing the collection.” The owner must not have been as willing. Only one day later, I got email from Johnny — he beat me to it.

Fortunately, Johnny felt sympathy for my situation when I told them how I didn’t mean to leave the paintings behind and what they represented to me. He said, I was going frame them but now I feel terrible.” I didn’t want to “guilt” him out of the paintings that he rightfully bought. After all, he must have liked them to buy them! I told him, It would mean a lot to me if you could photograph them for me and send me the digital pics. . .then enjoy the artwork. . . Then follow my current work. You will be one of my biggest fans.”

It’s when Johnny offered to send me back the work and repay him “some day,” that I had an idea. Roughly midway between Bristol and my residence in Kernersville is an art gallery where I show my current work, Artwalk in Boone. The idea occurred to me, Why not work out a trade? I really wanted Johnny to have my work, and it would mean so much to me to get back my early work, so I proposed that he bring the work to Boone, leave it there, and take in its place, one of my more current works, “Sauer’s Kitchen.” It took some convincing, because he didn’t want to take anything at all, but finally we agreed. Johnny made the trip one cold, rainy day last week.

I literally could NOT wait to get to Boone and retrieve what I had considered “lost forever” all these years. What would it be like to see it again in person (and not just in my memory)? My girlfriend Therese and I made the trip this Saturday to Artwalk, and also to take care of some other art business there. It was perfect timing. We arrived that afternoon and an employee got them out of storage where they had been keeping them safe.

What would I think of my early efforts? Would I remember them? What memories would come back of when I had created those works 20 and 30 years ago? Therese and I thumbed through them one at a time, hovered over the hood of my car. Sketches, pastels, finished paintings — spanning from age 10 to my early adulthood — an entire stack that chronicles the early stages of my artistic journey. Was the whimsical artist there all along?

Do we see these traits in the painting to the left?

What did we find in that stack of drawings and paintings?

Read more next time….

—Whimsical Artist Scott Plaster
http://scottplaster.com

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Jul 07 2011

Some photos of my studio

View from the door – room for one!

Work surface and shelving – there is a system!

Shelving to fit A4 size work, handy for me as I work on multiple pieces rather than one at a time

Boxes of collage material

Storage and studio entertainment

a big hefty table – perfect

Work in progress

more work in progress

and more…

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Sep 13 2010

Something To Crow About – Three-Minute Fiction

Featured Artist: Paul Luikart

http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=106524649

One sweltering afternoon, a boy, still wringing wet, walked into Byler’s Bar and announced, “I sunk Danny’s rowboat.” He was nobody’s kid we knew, so Bill Byler, the barkeep and proprietor, made a motion with his hand, a little flick of the wrist, and simply said, “Sunk it or not, no minors allowed,” but the boy didn’t go. Instead, he balled up those little fists of his and said, “Danny’s boat is in the Mississippi mud and I’m the one that put it there.” His voice was kind of screechy and shrill and we all looked at him.

“Okay, kid,” Bill said, after a minute, “Congratulations. So where’s your friend Danny now?”

“He ain’t my friend. I reckon, by now, he’s floated halfway to New Orleans.”

A triumphant look shot from the boy’s wild eyes. Then he turned around and stomped out.

We all chuckled. I took a long drink off my beer. Sunlight streamed in through the dust-covered windows. I never once saw Bill clean them.

“Ornery kid,” I said.

Bill was toweling off a mug. He looked up, like he was checking to see if the kid might have walked back in. “Oh, he just had something to crow about,” Bill said, when he saw it was nobody in the bar but us.

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