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Recently Perused
- Nibble on the Yellow Wallpaper at RedLine
- Secret Tunnels Under Denver & Boulder
- Mass MoCA's once-painted walls vs. Sol Lewitt's wall paintings
- News from Babel, Chris Cutler, and the Legacy of the Cow.
- Krazy Kat Desert Justice: Is Humor Art, and Art, Humor?
- Robert Wyatt (thanks.)
- MCA Denver as Edifice.
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Recent Posts
- Back to America
- On my own for a couple of hours. Cloudy afternoon.
- No time for ideas.
- Light Plays On Everything
- The Rock Feels Watched
- Querulous
- plant, chair, and WordPress for iPhone
- Cafe faces, cranky I
- Back at the cafe
- Into Blinding Light
- Denver, from the Auraria Campus Parking Lots
- New Header Image. Something a bit simpler.
- The Pelican, the Alembic, and the Concealing Wall
- The Helmet is a Veil
- Live Iron Sculpture Casting at Auraria Campus March 10th (my poster)
- For all the art talk and theory, an artist, regardless of their specific beliefs and cosmology, knows that when it goes well, the moment of making is a moment of grace, some kind of gift, a treasure and a privilege. This experience is as old as art is, although a lot of contemporary art talk belittles it. We, as artists, the kind that I mean, are not just content providers for... a luxury market, a network of institutions, a sophisticated discourse, and a social scene. We are, at our best, much more than that. What, then? I don't know, still. I just have a thread that I need to follow.
Time Casts Shadows

Edges soften or harden depending on the light source. Months merge to quick glimpses in the shadow of memory.Flashes are given sequence, and from the mind's turbulent puddle, we conjure up a stream.

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Author Archives: Eric
Hi, I’m your “Grader”: The Dehumanized University
Everyone says they hate to judge other people, but for many people, that’s obviously untrue. I really can’t stand it, though. I’ve been grading almost continuously for weeks, for five different university classes, only one of which I’m actually teaching. … Continue reading
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InkPainter for iPhone: The Appeal of “Simulated” Ink & Brush Drawing
Having sniped in a recent post about the way that Photoshop opens graphic possibilities, but impairs decisive intention and clarity of mind, I thought I’d now play devil’s advocate to myself, looking at how even low-tech “digital painting” has substantial … Continue reading
Digital Tools for the Timid, Ink for the Brave
When an ink-filled brush touches paper, it might or might not lead to something thrilling, but there’s no turning back. One pauses, settles the mind, limbers the fingers, and then the process begins. It can go wrong, and a lot … Continue reading
How’s Yr Latte?
What a night in Egypt, again. Makes my aesthetico-narcissism seem a bit small. Grateful that I don’t have to risk my life to speak, and it makes my feel like speaking about more than fussiness, brushwork, and memory.
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Brakhage, Buddhism, & the Difficulty of Sustained Attention
One reason I’m grateful for the years I spent immersed in Stan Brakhage’s films is the insight it’s given me into the nature of my own mind. This is also, of course, the central topic of Buddhist practice, and last … Continue reading
Posted in Abstract Cinema, Cinema, Photographs, Stan Brakhage
Tagged Art, avant-garde cinema, buddhism, experimental film, meditation, movie
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Melody Has No Topic
The thing is, this tune isn’t really about anything I can put my finger on. I enter the world not knowing what I’ll find, and it never turns out as I’d anticipated. I certainly wasn’t looking for velvety, gleaming geometries, … Continue reading
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Dip the brush in ink, and begin.
Oonagh’s been getting into watercolors, and her sure, if wild, touch with the brush is an inspiration. Outrageous splashes, streaks, and smears are immediately named: kitty, choo-choo, tracks, bear. She, at two, is doing what I aspire to, though I’m … Continue reading
Shawn Demarest’s plein-aire painting blog, with a bike trailer.
Just looking at a post on Shawn Demarest’s blog, from Portland, OR. An old friend from Boulder that I haven’t seen in many years, and she’s still making paintings and prints, heading out on a bike with a trailer for … Continue reading

