The Psycho of Life

10 02 2018

Hallidd's Weblog

Since we all come from dust and return to dust, perhaps someday a woman will give birth to a potted plant.

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The Art Community and Peanut Butter

10 02 2018

Hallidd's Weblog

Several years ago an old friend from college wrote a very successful book of poetry. The book concerned the death of her brother. It was very well received, but for reasons which have continued to bother me. It was a true story. This gave the emotions/experiences expressed in the book a legitimacy. But why? What if the whole experience had been a fiction? Do we need to anchor the story in reality to trust our reactions? Another reaction was that the book was heartwarming. When I lived in Belgium for several years I recall looking around in all the shops for peanut butter. It was difficult to find. And when I found some in a store on the border with the Netherlands I bought several jars. Peanut butter had never tasted so good. It was comfort food. I was living in a foreign country where I found myself alienated, alone…

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Peep Shows and Fair Grounds

10 02 2018

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I was thinking of coal minds and lace stockings. Fair grounds and cancer wards. Peep shows and laundry lists.

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Ugly roses

10 02 2018

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Many years ago I did a series of collages using flowers. I then did different versions of each one. This was before colour copying became reasonable in price and I found myself working with a lot of b&w copies.

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First Man On…

10 02 2018

Hallidd's Weblog

I know nothing. About flowers. Don’t even know what flower this is that mankind has conquered. I guess I’ll have to do some exploring next spring.

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Action!

10 02 2018

Hallidd's Weblog

There has been a lot of fading over the years with this piece. It is actually 2 men with a camera ready to shoot action. Circling the vase of flowers are hippos.

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Ho!

10 02 2018

Hallidd's Weblog

That’s not the original title. Just an excuse for a lame joke.

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