Magdalen Cloisters in the Summer - Francis Hamel , 2024.
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Oil on linen , 96 x 46 cm.
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Magdalen Cloisters in the Summer - Francis Hamel , 2024.
British , b. 1963 -
Oil on linen , 96 x 46 cm.
@o-blivia
Designed and built parts of this modular art pod with my partner @sarah-mcdonald. She’s an incredible designer.
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East is West
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Here we go.
Can we take a second to admire the perfection of Stephen Shore’s Uncommon Places? Shore’s journey across the lesser seen parts of the United States is an example of Americana at its finest.
A Photographic Trip Through America’s Lesser Seen Parts
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I sure can.
Sarah McDonald. 2013.
As soon as I become comfortable or start to define the world, or my living world as I would only know, it immediately gets redefined and shattered all over the place. It is strange to me that I can imagine myself living anywhere. The faint figures who could be new friends or colleagues appear and shift around like hitting the shuffle switch on a playlist. Few times I stop thinking and gaze backwards to the fringed-gray space where my past is tucked away. It resembles a tunnel, becoming more small compacted as I travel further back. College seems so minuscule, only made long by the illusion of time. Already as I type this I can see the hallways I have learned to muscle memory through the walls; but they feel from another time now. The next bigger thing will become the next smaler thing eventually. It might be the brain's way of housekeeping, or simply a part of growing into new things.
Re-establishment
Oh man, oh man. I missed you young man. Wind's been waggin' like it's never been.
Recording of the David Hilliard Lecture, Watkins College, 2012
The gracious reward to my memory's divine gift of forgetting these miniature moments is reliving them again, and sporadically, in typical photographic fashion.