Category: brave art
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Night
I hear the laughter, and I think sometimes the whispers, of ancient Native American children late some nights when I’m sitting on my back porch smoking cigs. This is not some tired stab at the Southern Gothic supernatural. I mean this is Oxford, one of the birthplaces of American Gothica, but I’ve already used two…
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Girl in the sun
Girl in the sunRejoycing over a day without cloudsShe is bloomingIn petals of goldAnd never seems overly sad.
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Boy in the moon
Boy in the moon.Rejoicing for a day with stars.So far in the clouds he satLaughing a day ahead.
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Love and God
Before we get to Love and God, We of the Showbear Family Circus write with a heavy heart to tell you that the author of these three poems, Jonathan Dowdle, passed from this life between acceptance and confirmation of terms. There was an 8-month delay. We learned 10 days ago that the reason for the…
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You Will Never Find Me This Way
Before we get to You Will Never Find Me This Way, We of the Showbear Family Circus write with a heavy heart to tell you that the author of these three poems, Jonathan Dowdle, passed from this life between acceptance and confirmation of terms. There was an 8-month delay. We learned 10 days ago that…
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Write Fearless
Before we get to Write Fearless, We of the Showbear Family Circus write with a heavy heart to tell you that the author of these three poems, Jonathan Dowdle, passed from this life between acceptance and confirmation of terms. There was an 8-month delay. We learned 10 days ago that the reason for the delay…
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Original of Love
The Original of Love series marks my journey through Brooklyn over a five year period. The paintings started out as pencil drawings on handmade paper and later became ink drawings, a process which took place in Crown Heights and Bay Ridge. Acrylic paint was introduced to the surface of the works in 2016 while I…
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To Stand on the Shoulders of Giants You Must Climb their Legs
The great Coleridge quote (by way of Newton by way of Burton by way of Bernard of Chartes) that we see further because we stand on the shoulders of giants seems to be automatically assumed by the modern mind. We have “evolved” since the Greco Roman era. Even though clearly we are more barbaric. Even…
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6 Tools of the Trade — organizational apps for artists
Tools of the trade. We all know those within our craft… the things we wield to create art and product from our skills. For me, it’s a magical black box that hunts and captures light to forge a re-creation of one momentary slice of reality. It’s called a camera. And it’s amazing. For you that…
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Olympics Need an Aesthetic Branch — #OlympianAesthete
In preparation for our first two book readings for our Western Canonball book club here in Brooklyn (click here to unlock the whole booklist and join the book clumb), I came across an interesting passage in Hesiod’s WORKS AND DAYS where he gives a sort of meta reference to his THEOGONY, the first book in…
