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On Seeing Kara Walker in Mary Janes

I was curious about the guard when she came over.There was a gap between her teeth, coffee-skinned, in museum guard clothes.  Around us the monstrosities of race, freestanding caricatures of the enslaved with robotic nerves – a man strives after a severed limb; … Continue reading

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Secret Face – Upon Observing Barbara Kruger’s Installation

A parking lot with rain:How jagged the concreteHow silken its puddles Its poured-out watery silhouettesMagic concentric circlesFast like a dazzling tap dancerWhose moves outpace the eyeOr a spinning vinyl in black light How the mind anticipates what it seesHow a camera … Continue reading

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Too Good to be Real

A group of adults were milling around a sumptuous gallery of an art museum. The high walls were laddered with portraits – crafty Flemish merchants, suspicious Protestant faces, plump hedonists from classical mythology and 19th century. Saints being martyred. It … Continue reading

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Post-Modern Hearth

What does warm and dry look like? This week when I was battling the epic downpour in Boston, I kept thinking about warm and dry.  Sheets of rain were flying at a diagonal, lines of umbrellas being pushed against bus … Continue reading

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