Spring Snow

Not just a great novel my Mishima!

This spring has been bountious with snow

This half-eaten snow frosted doughnut
(of unknown material)
was outside of Bedrock the other afternoon.

"Photography is inherently fragmentary . . ." writes Robert Adams on the last page of a recent book.

At first I thought this was profound. Upon continued reflection it seems platitudinous.

Isn't all art inherently fragmentary? Consciousness is inherently fragmentary.

Baseball is inherently fragmentary. Pitch by pitch.

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Photography is inherently unifying.

Yet another picture of my favorite two-headed eagle.

With a triangle on its heads.

What does it mean?

Oh, and a recent tray.

Frozen chaos of the everyday.

Red Ink

Next I need a big bottle of black ink.

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Claes Oldenburg?

This looks like a gigantic sculpture to me.