Crudeness of Art

“Without art, the crudeness of reality would make the world unbearable.” – George Bernard Shaw On close inspection undepicted in the pictures, passers-by have scribbled crass comments below the masterpieces. Which I could not understand. Which drove me senseless. An approval of ribaldry? Or a subversion of the fact ordinary humans cannot accept the salaciousContinue reading “Crudeness of Art”

the front porch

It doesn’t interest me what planets are squaring your moon. I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by life’s betrayals or have become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain. I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine orContinue reading “the front porch”