Self-Expression, Suppression, and Art

What is a poet? An unhappy man who in his heart harbors a deep anguish, but whose lips are so fashioned that the moans and cries which pass over them are transformed into ravishing music. ... And men crowd about the poet and say to him, “Sing for us soon again”—which is as much as... Continue Reading →

Philosophical and Photographic Ramblings

We all agree that our senses and emotions are engaged when we look at art, but we do not readily appreciate the prominent role that knowledge plays in this experience. ~Arthur Shimamura Winters are hard in this desert. Hard for me, that is. I am a being maladapted to this environment: improperly equipped to survive... Continue Reading →

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