Tag: lydia stuff
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August 18, 2008 07:06 PM EDT --
I met artist Teo Filo Olivieri while walking the streets of downtown Manhattan. I had to do a double take and cross the street to get a closer look at the vibrant work I saw on display. . . . more
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July 09, 2008 11:30 AM EDT --
This year I've had the pleasure of bumping into skilled visionary Abdul Badi twice while attending different festivals. I am awed each time I look at one his creations, deeply inspired by . . . more
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February 22, 2008 04:38 PM EST --
Prologue
The man was sweating profusely, his eyes stung from it. As soon as he'd wipe them there would be more sweat running like endless streams down his face, neck and back. . . . more
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March 09, 2008 07:18 PM EDT --
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December 14, 2007 06:49 PM EST --
I usually find images I like from catalogues, calendars, newspapers,CD covers, encyclopedias, anything that has the posture and form of what I want to use.
Then I use a grid to transfer the image . . . more
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February 23, 2008 11:48 PM EST --
Chapter One
A time not long ago a tender woman living in a big city got her wish fulfilled. This woman lived alone, she ate alone, she slept alone and she was lonely. A hairstylist, . . . more
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February 25, 2008 07:54 PM EST --
Chapter Two
It was yet another late fall evening when Henna Brown-Black's wish wriggled into the world. It was a six pound, eight ounce, twenty-one inch, ink black baby girl. . . . more
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February 28, 2008 10:18 PM EST --
Chapter Four
Raven Black woke up unable to move. She was staring at the sky, it was night and the moon was full. She didn't know where she was. She breathed in the . . . more
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February 27, 2008 09:54 AM EST --
Lady Sable entered the salon as a legend might take to a stage, expecting fanfare. She was put off by the lack of praise, it was usually next after hello, and sometimes it came first. . . . more
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March 12, 2008 10:49 AM EDT --
Chapter Eight
"Jose." Sequoia Slim Steele's voice seemed to echo when he spoke; it reverberated in the atmosphere like calling into a hollow barrel. . . . more
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March 19, 2008 05:58 PM EDT --
Chapter Nine
On an ordinary morning Violet Kind would return from her night shift at St. Augustus Memorial Hospital a little after five and sit down to a hot cup of black . . . more
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March 02, 2008 11:12 PM EST --
Chapter Five
Three large ravens flew towards Booey just as Raven Black's formerly limp little body began punching and kicking. They weren't the hardest hits Booey . . . more
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April 27, 2008 08:25 PM EDT --
Chapter Ten
The aroma of a five cheese lasagna with meat sauce, onions and tomato chunks tip-toed out of the kitchen of the Kind home and into the living room . . . more
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March 06, 2008 12:59 AM EST --
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July 02, 2008 11:09 PM EDT --
"I could not stay here and think about what was gonna happen to that girl. I couldn't do it, what kind of man I am to let that happen? I'ma tell you the . . . more
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