The One Thing

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The one thing we can never get enough of is love. And the one thing we never give enough is love. ~ Henry Miller I am planning a trip to Big Sur, CA so I am reading up on Henry Miller and I first read the above quote as “The one thing we can never get enough of is love. And the one thing we can never get enough of is love.” Yes, I read it as a redundant statement and although it has a different meaning as such I like it better this way. Thinking it existed this way made me pause and read it again. And again, I read it as shown in the second transcription. The second, made-up statement feels really full, like we never get enough of love so much that it needs to be written twice. I think Henry Miller would like this take on his quote too. The one thing we can never get enough of is love. And the one thing we can never get enough of is love. I like it when misreading is better then reading. It reminds me that life can be the best of all. And what I mean by that is: that which is not fixed or … read more

More Violence

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Inspiration for new flower painting series titled More Violence, 2013.  Éouard Manet’s Roses in a Glass, 1883   And Jan Philips van Thielen’s Roses and a Tulip in a Glass Vase, c.1650/1660. Megan Lindeman, Flowers in a Flower Shop, Gouache and archival inkjet prints on paper, 2011  

The Realm of Intimacy

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Intimacy is the realm of surreal autogenous containers. I think I gathered this from Peter Sloterdijk some how. See Flower Shop series. Also see Love and Its Case. Oxytocin and paint make the container. The flower plays out the intimacy.