Monthly Archives: September 2015

Ugly Beauty, again.

Per the previous post, here’s the fix for the ugly fleshy protuberance situated in the original photograph. This piece will end being printed to aluminum and enlarged to 32 x 54 inches; thus will be four-and-a-half feet in height. My … Continue reading

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Ugly Beauty?

The question is. . . Is this too grotesque? Dave and I mused together about how the reality of his beat-up thumb and its fleshy coloring stick out amidst the surreal scenery of the photograph. My own sense is that … Continue reading

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See the Ball, Hit the Ball

Wait for the low pitch, keep watching, try not to maim the pitcher. (I handed Andre my camera and he managed to capture a sequence of ol’ Cap himself plotting and releasing a single up the middle.) I have been a … Continue reading

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Who Knew?

Peter Honey and Alan Mumford’s revision of the learning typology of David Kolb substitutes Activist for concrete experience, Pragmatist for active experimentation, Theorist for abstract conceptualization, and Reflector for reflective observation. Their theory seems to me to mix a more … Continue reading

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And I mean every last round bit of it.

(Gaston Bachelard, the phenomenology roundness; in: Poetics of Space) I should like to give an example of an image that is outside all realistic meaning, either psychological or psychoanalyti­cal. Without preparing us, precisely as regards the absolute nature of the … Continue reading

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Free Play Omar Not

When I returned to the softball diamond at the age of 48 in 2002, I claimed left field as if it had been left to me in a will or by contract. I had my old Wilson glove from 1968, … Continue reading

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Devotion Rewarded

This photograph of my father and his wife Joanne is my favorite photo taken of my dad. Why? He’s smiling. He’s seated next to the love of his life. Joanne was the huge hearted gal who not only was devoted to my … Continue reading

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Snap Dogs

GEOLOGY, n. The science of the earth’s crust — to which, doubtless, will be added that of its interior whenever a man shall come up garrulous out of a well. The geological formations of the globe already noted are catalogued … Continue reading

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