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Curve-alicious…
Saddened but somehow, oddly, uplifted this week by Oscar Neimeyer’s passing… I seem to be surrounded by death at the moment… 104! and what a legacy… working until almost the end and such fantastic architecture… “When you have a large space to conquer, the curve is the natural solution,” he said. “I once wrote a poem…
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Time out…
The news of Brubeck’s death yesterday and copious postings of Take 5 on Facebook had me hurtling down the long and winding road of memory, back to the very early 80s… to happy days of youth, rebellion and innocence… To carefree spring days where we skipped school and hung out in the town square, before…
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Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune…
The news arrived in a text message… it wasn’t a surprise but it hit hard. I wrote about my friend Ian in an earlier post and the news was about his passing… before we made peace and I will forever regret that I did not contact him sooner. Grief is a terrible thing, a powerful…
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Speculum of the other woman: myself as object…
I go through phases of frequently changing my profile pic on Facebook. It’s a little odd even to me; partly a fascination with the ageing process but also curiosity about what being a woman is all about. I never looked in mirrors when I was in my twenties; somewhat ironic as much of that period…
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let the beauty of what you love be what you do ~ rumi