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I asked George to start monologuing while he was under the air vent. He immediately obliged. ••• #gangsta #GeorgeToles #blackholetheatrecompany #umanitoba #SherabRabzyorYolmo #NikonPortrait #winnipegphotographer #portraitphotographer #winnipeg #urbanportrait #streetstyle #theatreteacher #weshoothumans #portrait (at Winnipeg, Manitoba) https://www.instagram.com/p/CAxDcUigO2_/?igshid=aucxdvxuvkj

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Because Owen was somewhere else — London, as it happened — he gave himself not only permission but strict orders to notice things. A pigeon, a seagull, an old metal guard rail, a wide stretch of water flowing beneath the light of morning all caught his eye. Such images, scattered like seed before him, felt more worthy of regard since he came upon them in this strange place, far away from ordinary expectations and secure belonging. He could not help imagining that the mere fact that he was briefly here, surrendering his gaze unreservedly to chance ephemera as he moved about, would be perpetuated in the air, leaving the faintest of imprints, and counting for something. . ~George Toles, Facebook status update September 7, 2018 . #georgetoles #storiesbygeorge #storiesbygeorgeandkat #shortstory #visualpoetry #writersoninstagram #artistsoninstagram #bookinthemaking #wip #amwriting #notice #observation #gaze #surrender #surreal #iphonese #digitalglitch #panoramamode #artphotography #motion #blur #artcollector #artbuyer #artforsale https://www.instagram.com/p/B2GeMlGhJgZ/?igshid=1q5zgdsqv3is3

[studioanthologie]

Nancy watched her son's face in sleep, slowly losing the look of terror and despair that had marked his features during the long day finally relaxing its grip. Tim had not been approved for continuation at his job and wasn't doing well enough in the courses he needed for admission to pharmacy school. His relationship with his girlfriend seemed to be hanging by a thread. Nancy thought she had heard the phrase "end it all" when he was talking on the phone earlier. There was no way she could protect her son from any of his current travails. He had heard all the advice from her he wanted, and spurned her efforts to reassure him. Nancy had a sudden desperate wish to fold him up till he was small enough to fit back inside her so that she could once again provide a real refuge against the world's tumult and woe. Suppose he were able to enter life afresh with a perfectly clean slate and she could do more to give him the necessary strength and courage. But she realized that this mad wish to protect and refurbish justified his oft-stated charge that she mainly wanted to control him. "Instead of a mother, you're a smother." She sat for a long while in the dark dining room, trying to imagine the kind of love that resembled stillness. It would be accepting, not a mirror for anxiety, and above all able to believe that Tim would find his own path out of adversity. . ~George Toles, Facebook status update September 1, 2019 . #georgetoles #storiesbygeorge #storiesbygeorgeandkat #shortstory #visualpoetry #despair #stress #mother #smother #protectiveness #strength #courage #kits #yvr #shadows #bw #blackandwhite #repost #artphotography #contrast #artforsale #artcollectors #artbusiness #artforhome #writersofinstagram #artistsoninstagram #bookinthemaking #amwriting https://www.instagram.com/p/B18GUEqBj2x/?igshid=cjfvm1nna6gv

[studioanthologie]

Lewis gave young Brady some unasked-for advice about sex. "Stroke her like you stroke the feathers of a baby bird you find on the sidewalk." Lewis's face had momentarily lost its customary look of tight, defensive meanness. He seemed genuinely tender, thinking about the remembered tiny bird or some girl he had known. Brady knew that Lewis would soon laugh and make some numbingly crude observation, to counteract the risk of going soft. He wondered how Lewis's capacity for tenderness survived and worked in practice. Did he honour it when he was with someone he cared for, or did he turn it into another mask, falsifying what was real in it in order to get what he wanted? Even tenderness could be bent into a weapon, to serve some lonely end. . ~George Toles, Facebook status update August 29, 2017 . #georgetoles #storiesbygeorge #storiesbygeorgeandkat #shortstory #visualpoetry #sexadvice #babybird #joke #tenderness #manipulation #vancouver #kits #yvr #cloudsofinstagram #skies #repost #artphotography #contrast #artforsale #artcollectors #artbusiness #artforhome #writersofinstagram #artistsoninstagram #bookinthemaking #amwriting https://www.instagram.com/p/B13DrFrhcjk/?igshid=nz2apv4e1m64

[studioanthologie]

Distance often gives things additional beauty, and makes them easier to feel, because imagination has such a large role to play in the seeing — an island in the pale mist, a dark tower or house on a faraway hill. But distance can also tell us that everything we truly need is out of reach. It weakens our sense of belonging. . ~George Toles, Facebook status update August 25, 2015 . #georgetoles #storiesbygeorge #storiesbygeorgeandkat #shortstory #visualpoetry #distance #mist #fog #riverwear #framwellgatebridge #britain #uk #unitedkingdom #england #universitytown #durhamcathedral #repost #artphotography #contrast #artforsale #artcollectors #artbusiness #artforhome #writersofinstagram #artistsoninstagram #bookinthemaking #amwriting https://www.instagram.com/p/B1ngeTuBvBi/?igshid=viax5382p6ve

[studioanthologie]

What she especially cherished in fairy tales was the idea that you should always be kind to the oddest creatures and most unsightly, disadvantaged persons you encounter on your journey. External appearances take great delight in being deceiving. One should also listen carefully to whatever seeming nonsense the "misfit" presences have to say and assist them, if possible, with even their most outlandish requests. The result of these unanticipated interruptions and peculiar detours was that your heart grew larger through embracing every sort of strangeness. And the heart attained a deeper language for confronting the perils ahead. The voices you have admitted within you have the power to return in your time of need. They say "Do not be discouraged," and help you to discover an unlikely escape route from distress. . ~George Toles, Facebook status update August 24, 2019 . #georgetoles #storiesbygeorge #storiesbygeorgeandkat #shortstory #visualpoetry #fungi #moss #mushroom #artphotography #contrast #artforsale #artcollectors #artbusiness #artforhome #writersofinstagram #artistsoninstagram #bookinthemaking #amwriting #repost https://www.instagram.com/p/B1k6GONhF2c/?igshid=150b3hag80dyg

[studioanthologie]

He knew what he wanted to do when he grew up: read aloud to anyone who cared to listen every beautiful sentence that he came across in the books that possessed him. . ~George Toles, Facebook status update August 12, 2019 . #georgetoles #storiesbygeorge #storiesbygeorgeandkat #shortstory #visualpoetry #verdant #shade #fresh #artphotography #experimentalphotography #postprocessing #motion #contrast #blurred #artforsale #artcollectors #artbusiness #artforhome #writersofinstagram #artistsoninstagram #bookinthemaking #amwriting https://www.instagram.com/p/B1ZsrvxBlNJ/?igshid=1297szhx48rdg

[studioanthologie]

It’s George’s birthday. Please joining me in wishing him a wonderful year and many more to come. Here is today’s installation of Stories by George …and Kat. 
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“The garden is doing very well this summer,” his grandma told him. And she was obviously right. The colours were ravenously beautiful, and everything seemed to fit and flow together. He would ask her once more to tell him all the flower names, and try to remember them. His grandmother received almost no visitors these days. He was the only regular, because he lived with her, at least for the time being. As he stood with her in her small, sheltered yard, he felt astonished and bewildered to think that no one but the two of them might ever set eyes on this banquet of blooms.
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~George Toles, Facebook status update July 28, 2017
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