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Snow DayJack Frost took one foot and kicked me in the hiney, so that I landed in the damn white stuff face first, making me wipe dust from my nose like a flaky. “I need some cholly! Where dat base house at?” Do a line of el diablo and forget about the office-- except that rent is due and I have no patrón del arte. Whippa, click, clack, click, text, text, send, bing: {No friskie powder thx. Need me a Medici pls.} L'art pour l'art pays no bills and feeds no mouths. Really, this ain't the morning for the Moon Walk. Show me a martian, anybody, anything, who's alive! Who's awake! Who's forced to make the commute! Out comes the ice scraper: screech, screech, crack. Crows heckling me because they can rest today. Laugh now, fellas, but the slingshot comes next. Because I'm mad and cold and did I mention mad? Since when were offices just like cotton plantations? The whip stings almost as much as the bright red insult of the paycheck that slaps me the 1st and the 15th. This is all you get because this is all you deserve. “Haha,” say the crows, “Watch that girl drive in the snow.” #Snow #Winter #Blizzard #Poem #CreativeWriting
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Washed UpWriter/Director: Laura Hilliard QuailBellMagazine.com A short film which questions the line between the imagination and reality in everyday life. #Film #ShortFilm #Direction #LauraHilliard #WashedUp #Imagination #Reality #Laundry
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Blood SongBy Jessica Reidy QuailBellMagazine.com I thought you were a rose hip from some island bush, full of flesh and seeds, sweet and wild. You are an ant on a leather seat indoors, scentless where nothing stings or sings to your blood, your delicate chemical. I would have taken you from someone else's garden through the fence, discreet. I would gnash your life between my teeth. I tried to dig you out with my spoon, espresso steeped. You scuttled from the sticky arm, deep into the chair's crevice. I expected a fight. You always taught me to expect the worst and to know how to kill everything. But still, I meant to place you in a glass and drop you on the street, at least, where the animal in you might recognize a call. You are not the red promise that grows from salt air-- I should not have hoped. I am the one taking love from ocean hollows, stealing flowers for my hair full of ants and elixirs too strong to hold. #Poem #Poetry #CreativeWriting #BloodSong #Ant
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Dream Drawings and Mimicry"I believe I am part of the last generation that will grow up with this media. Black and White is a very minimalist art form and unlike color photographs does not pretend to mimic the world in a manner similar to the way the human eye might perceive. Black and White is essentially an abstract way to interpret and transform what one might refer to as reality." -Roger Ballen Today I am going to live in the photographs of Roger Ballen. I will be the rat in “Retreat,” cornered by newsprint in Afrikaans. A molted goose will watch me suffocate myself with a teddy bear. A boyish girl in a white dress will examine me, the stain on the wall. I will share a garbage can with a grown man's leg and a dead bunny. My metamorphosis will take me from scruffy weasel to naked Venus. Ragged sheets will cup my hands as I try to get my dirty fingers to meet. Committing suicide will be as easy as cutting wire and twine for Dada. Small dogs will stand on their tippy-toes and twirl before cardboard antlers. Hooray for charcoal drawings of big dicks hung above broken telephones. Madonna and Child, will you let me enter your peeling door? I bear a skink. Soon I, the kitty, will play peek-a-boo from the boxers of a shy and ugly father. #Poetry #Photography #FineArt #RogerBallen
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Found on the Coast Near Astoria, OregonBy Jessica Knauss QuailBellMagazine.com When the bottle harboring this paper lands on the cloudy Oregon coast, you will have given up on me long ago. This is just to say I’m sorry I had to lie to you. I’m sorry I led you on for forty years, so sorry you believed you made me happy when I never felt anything but boredom and despair at your side. I did not go to the movies with my friend, but to the airport. I expect to live out my days on the sunny side of Diamond Head, which, as it turns out, is not a tourist trap like you always said. I’m happy now, truly happy, and I’m sorry you couldn’t be a part of that. With any luck, the tides will dash the delicate glass of this bottle apart on the stones, and the salt water will wash the ink from the paper, turning it back into nothing but pulp, so I can write this apology without any real risk of you seeing it. But I won’t include a return address, either. Born and raised in Northern California, Jessica Knauss is a New Englander by design. Jessica has been a fiction editor at Fireship Press and co-founded Loose Leaves Publishing. Her first historical novel, Seven Noble Knights, is a gripping tale of family, betrayal, and revenge set in medieval Spain. Get updates on her writing at her blog: JessicaKnauss.blogspot.com. #FlashFiction #Oregon #Coast #MessageInBottle #CloudyCoast #AstoriaOregon #Letter
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The Printmaker's ProcessI Went Hunting I love printmaking because of the process. While I think that interest in the finished art should rise above mere process, process is still a big reason why I continue working in this medium. These days I work primarily in linocuts. Besides the aesthetic appeal, I can use water-based inks and it doesn't require harsh solvents to clean up, which is better for my health—many printmakers can actually have a shortened life-span from the chemicals they use! When I create linocuts, I carve a design into linoleum, ink up the plate, and print it onto paper on an etching press. For each color in my prints I have created a separate linoleum plate, although sometimes I add watercolor to a finished print. I love thinking backwards—figuring out what I want the final piece to look like and the best way to make all the separate elements come together. And even in spite of planning, I never really know what my print will look like until I've printed it. When I carve my plate, I first paint black India ink onto it before carving away to reveal the design. Unlike a drawing, where a black line is drawn onto a white piece of paper, linocuts require me to carve the white line—gradually revealing the image out of darkness. While carving and printing can be a lengthy and involved process, I feel that it adds to the richness of the images because I spend so much time with them. It can be hard to work in printmaking because it does require specialized equipment. But I've been renting space from Studio Two Three in Richmond, and it's a great place to work! I plan to create some new prints soon. One Foot On The Road #Prints #Printmaking #BlackAndWhite #AijungKim
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Onward#ScreenPrinting #Onward #MonicaJanelli #Neutrals #Cards
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Research BlockOur professors gave us permission to escape the moment they said: “Research may be conducted off-site.” The baby hairs suddenly sprung up on the nape of my neck. My imagination bled in the sink and there was no way to wipe up all the mess. How much for two tickets to Jordan? Australia? Anywhere at least one day away? All I needed was my love and a knapsack. Oh, the travel bug and its infectious bite. I'm not sure how people scored a $300 flight before the birth of the Internet. Hashtag Blessed—capital B. #Poetry #CreativeWriting #Travel #GradSchool
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Homesick#Illustration #JacobEveland #Homesick #MixedMedia #Drawing #Art
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Birds of a FeatherHayley VanDeCasteele is an illustrative designer and a soon to be a graduate of VCUarts with a major in Communication Arts. She is influenced by the beauty of nature, especially by birds and their astounding details. Through her black and white illustrations, she aims to evoke the true simplicity and emotion of our everyday surroundings. Sorrow Fracture Peace #Birds #BirdIllustration #PutABirdOnIt #Sorrow #Peace #Fracture #PenAndInk #BlackAndWhite #Illustration
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