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  • The winds of the Atlantic can be harsh and seamlessly unending. Many plants, such as this scrub, find shelter wherever they can. This wooden stake and fenceposts surely are nearly a meter high, yet due to the erosive power of wind, sand has all but buried them.
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  • 17 Jan. 2022<br />
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Experience is the awareness of differences. <br />
It must be something like that. <br />
Simplified. <br />
It's all intervals.<br />
<br />
I know the softness of a touch because <br />
I know the toughness of stone. <br />
I know heat because <br />
I know the cold. <br />
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The most exciting <br />
music has many changes. <br />
It leaps from high to low, <br />
rushes forward with rapid rhythms.<br />
It's all intervals, <br />
differences, <br />
contrasts. <br />
<br />
The soft gradient of light on my ceiling <br />
behind the sharp points of a plant's leaves, <br />
a low drone with two piercing tones.
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  • I followed families, fish and feathered gulls. I followed sand pipers and footprints. I followed plastic bags, the castaways of midday meals. I followed fisherman that moved, fighting the wind, the rain and the spray of splashing waves, and those who sat statuesque in their status surveying their surroundings. I followed paths and walked along fences that disappeared into dunes, man’s hand buried by time.
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  • Time, and the winds coming off the Atlantic have pushed this dune away from the sea's edge and begun to consume a wooden fence offering a slightly surreal scene.
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  • A seagull glides above a grass topped dune. Remnants of a fence, doomed to impermanence due to the shifting sands dots the edge, a fallacy of protection.
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  • Lilies in My Kitchen, 2020<br />
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For the month of July, I traded my computer, which sits in a dimly lit corner of my apartment, its daunting archive of photographic memories awaiting edits, and browser tabs of endless distractions, for a pad of paper and pencil, a seat by the window, and lilies in my kitchen.<br />
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    Lilies in My Kitchen, 2020
  • Lilies in My Kitchen, 2020<br />
<br />
For the month of July, I traded my computer, which sits in a dimly lit corner of my apartment, its daunting archive of photographic memories awaiting edits, and browser tabs of endless distractions, for a pad of paper and pencil, a seat by the window, and lilies in my kitchen.<br />
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    Lilies in My Kitchen, 2020