diamonds and pearls

i am pleased that the man’s journey is of little consequence. it is only what happens before, and after. the journey is nothing, save for its dearth of singing, springing larks. If I gave you diamonds and pearls Would you be a happy boy or a girl – Prince and The New Power Generation, 1991… Continue reading diamonds and pearls

the red shoes i wore, I

what on earth can equal a pair of red, red shoes! a flash of color with each step, a festival. like a heartbeat on the sidewalk, a steady pulse of look at me, look at me, look at me. cóż na świecie równać się może z czerwonymi bucikami! błysk koloru z każdym krokiem, święto. jakby… Continue reading the red shoes i wore, I

motion design begins

i am a student, again, with deadlines and homework and frustrating starts and stops. i was excited to create something with my own crude emerging hand-drawn animation skills. i originally wanted to animate some word that had mostly stems, like illuminate. but then i read about the symbolism of the mouth in the wonderful A… Continue reading motion design begins

Charmed

Written for Visual Verse, in response to a prompt: one image, one hour, 50-500 words (no editing). Falling is a skill left behind too early in our lives. We have the memory of early attempts at sitting, standing, stepping, walking. The memory is in the soft folds of our behinds, our chests, our hands. An… Continue reading Charmed

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the gnome knows

in the Grimm’s Fairy Tale #91, The Gnome, i am intrigued by the themes of: this time, i really can’t focus on proof or truth. most of the characters take what is said as the truth: for example, the king’s three daughters tell exactly how they were freed (to a stove, no less), and the… Continue reading the gnome knows

What jewel?

Meredith and I proceed with our Grimm’s Fairy Tale book club. She wrote a reflection that really got me pumped, at once a light, quick, touch, and yet it covered a lot of ground. After reading this tale to myself, I read it aloud to my son. He and I were both surprised that the… Continue reading What jewel?

Why Foxes Have Black Feet

Long ago, there was a poor brother and sister who grew up at the edge of a large forest. They did not have much in the way of toys, but hardly had a need for them, as they spent most of their days playing in and around the forest. The forest had all the sights,… Continue reading Why Foxes Have Black Feet

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sun, moon, stars

in which Meredith and i respond to the tale Allerleirauh (All Fur) as collected by the brothers Grimm let me begin by stating how difficult it is to pronounce Allerleirauh for people with a lisp or short lingual frenulum (that little bit of skin attaching tongue to mouth). i was, as ever, intrigued by Meredith’s… Continue reading sun, moon, stars

two times two

in which Meredith and i respond to the tale The Two Brothers as collected by the brothers Grimm i was surprised at the length of the story: could it have stopped after the twins reached apprenticeship? so much magic had already happened! they had a trade, they found gold pieces underneath their pillows each night,… Continue reading two times two