Writer • Artist • Podcaster

Paul Matthew Carr

Blogging about silly things and making things
up and then attempting to convince
people they are proper stories.
Talks into microphones as well.

TEMPTATIONS

& Tresspasses

BIG IDEAS

Amateur Philosophy

DIFFICULT BEAUTY

Prog Rock

LIFE THRU

Art

1970s

Nostalgia

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  • Hello everyone. If you have been a frequent visitor to this site you may have noticed that new content has been…well let’s say sporadic. Inconsistent is another way to put it. Non-existent might be more accurate. But let’s not quibble […]

  • 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. I don’t really know how […]

  • I’m going to post this with very little comment from me other than to welcome you to this month’s theme: FREEDOM. The reason for posting this should be fairly obvious [...]

  • When I was a boy we played games. We would gather at Mike’s house to decide what the game would be. Mike lived in the middle of the block so it was a centralized location and he had a stone […]

  • 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 [...]

  • I wheeled the bike from the garage and took a deep breath. It was the start of the lull week that happened every summer. The week when every kid I knew was off at camp and I was on my […]

  • Keeping in April’s theme being “Rainfall” and National Poetry Month, I’d like to share another rain-based poem. This time it’s in the romantic tradition [...]

  • I’m not sure if this is going to work. Or if it will make any sense let alone be entertaining to read. I guess you can call this an experiment. I am going to write about some recent events in […]

  • Another article about my birthday that I published eight years ago. Update: Still working on telling that story.  In a few days, I will turn 45 years old. A momentous occasion I have decided. It officially marks my exact middle […]

  • We walked along the beach, my companion and I, on a cloud-filled morning in late autumn. The air was cold and filled with misty rain. It was the kind of weather that sticks to you; it gets in deep and […]