Monthly Archives: January 2015

The Artist as Ragpicker

Baudelaire saw the poet as a ragpicker.  Battle-scarred by urban society, the artist had to collect scraps, images, words and piece them together. “One comes upon a shaking ragman, who/staggers against the walls, as poets do/ and disregardful of policemen’s … Continue reading

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WHAT WOULD BAUDELAIRE DO?

I know, poets are said to have beautiful words but no practical action. Still, I began to wonder what Baudelaire, French poet par excellence, bad boy and scowling melancholic, would say about France and its current crisis of post-attack polarization. … Continue reading

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Splattered Context

  Clio, the fictional character of my novel Clio’s Mobile Home and sometimes alter ego, used to write a blog, Full Dance Card.   Clio was very open.  Her consciousness was like an open field for vectors of all kinds, a … Continue reading

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Ink should run, not Blood

Art is once again on the front line, in the public eye. Art is almost always on some edge, on some frontline of response to the inadequacies of humans and the world. It is usually less visible than it became … Continue reading

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