• The Year When I Was New

    Sixteen was a good year. Oh, to be sure it was a year of fear and social awkwardness. For a year I spent the majority of the time confused and unaware of my surroundings and my place in them. [...]

  • The Faraway Lands

    My first trip to the Faraway Lands came through a Magical Box and was quite unexpected. It happened when I was seven years old and grounded. Now, to my knowledge, there are three ways to get to the Faraway Lands. [...]

  • A Four Letter Word: The LOVE Sculpture in Philadelphia

    In Center City, Philadelphia on the intersection of 15th Street and JFK Boulevard sits a sculpture that has become an iconic symbol of the city [...]

  • Illustrating Nightmares: Lounge Lizards by Ralph Steadman

    To say that Ralph Steadman has a distinctive style is a bit of an understatement. Primarily an illustrator and cartoonist, Steadman started his career in the 1960s and soon established himself as a counter-culture icon [...]

  • Otherworldly Reflection: MC Escher’s Puddle

    M.C. Escher created Puddle in 1952. It is a woodcut that depicts a simple scene - a puddle in the middle of an unpaved path through the woods. The path is muddy, you can see footprints heading in both directions [...]

  • Painting Movement: Jackson Pollock: Autumn Rhythm (Number 30)

    Back when I was in High school I took an art history class where we studied the life and works of artists from the Renaissance to the modern period. I had by this time already fancied myself an artist [...]

  • Opening Day

    The smell of cut grass, hot dogs, and mustard. The sound of leather on polished wood. The taste of cheap beer drunk from plastic cups. Bunting hanging from the eaves, a marching band, and jets flying in formation. The sound [...]

  • The Legend of Sleepy Hollow

    “The Legend of Sleepy Hollow” has for a long time been my favorite “ghost story,” not solely because of how well it is told, but also because it is, for me, a “local” tale, in that I grew up in [...]

  • Notes from the Dreaming: A Shape in the Darkness

    In the darkness, you were dreaming. Dreaming and that is all. You did not see what you thought you saw. You did not experience what you thought you thought was so real. There was not a shape, a shape in [...]

  • The Bridge: A Recurring Dream

    The bridge is tall and narrow. It is made of metal constructed in a triangular pattern with rivets visible along its span. The suspension tower rises far into the sky, and the cables that keep the road suspended are thick, [...]

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