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Hong Sungchul String - Hands, 2014, photography on elastic strings, 120 x 89 x 14 cm
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consuming art and physical media more than ever- aggressively- lest I stumble into the days where we don’t remember human touch.
Little brain dumps this morning;
I am grateful to be alive. I am starting a garden. I can hear the mourning doves once again as the sun is rising. It all feels like I am coming back home to myself after long periods of travel. I want to sit in the sun and read. I want to learn how to be a better leader at my coffee shop, no longer sitting in the shadow of imposter syndrome. I’ll have enough money to purchase those art classes I’ve been desiring for years now; and I feel like I have made it. Made it to a place of dreaming. And now I get to live it.
Andrea Zanatelli’s artworks, featured in “Love Is Enough: Poetry Threaded with Love”
lesbian couple on their wedding day after 72 years together, photographed by Thomas Greyer
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Do we continue to reach hands across darkness and time and space even when memories are laid to rest?
Are there parts that still live in me that belong to you?
Are there parts of me that dance in the light of mundane moments?
Because even after all this time,
There’s moments of you in the things that I do
In the certain moments of play
In the movies I decide to watch
In the ways I fold pieces of clothes.
Maybe love isn’t the time and the space, but the lingering affects, the little moments in which we are inspired and molded.
And while I am most certainly a collection of my own beginnings and ends and quirks,
I don’t think I’m anything certain people might have wanted.
But I hope if they dance across time to look a little harder
They’ll see the parts of themselves
And I hope they swell with pride.
The warmth of your mouth is but a dream;
But the soft embrace of your everything else
Is a reality I cherish greatly.
Precious moments this winter
daily drawing in the sketchbook
plush wash 2010-04-11
maybe home was inside of me all along….✨
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