Art in Recovery
I am a survivor of abuse and parental alcoholism. Recovery and my artistic journey coincide and interdependent. When I am thinking of art in these terms, I include all forms, Writing, Painting, Drawing, Sculpture, etc.
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Fantasy
I’m reading a Fantasy book based on Slavic folklore, by a young indie author who I met at a Comic Con recently. Fantasy is not my thing, but I was curious about his work. I appreciate his enthusiasm for his story; it rings through the pages. That’s the key to writing, liking what your doing… Continue reading
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Crossroads
When I look back on key decisions in my life, many of them came down to instinct, a feel for the best path. Sometimes I regretted my decisions, leaving a good job to finish law school. But looking back I realize my instincts guided me well. My legal education helped me become a better writer… Continue reading
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Upbeat
I like to make a good first impression. I used to be nervous about it, worrying about how I came across, assuming it was bad. I got this from the way I grew up, in a crazy household. But that’s behind me now. At some point I realized I come across well because I have… Continue reading
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Homecoming 2
I’m back from my visit to my college for homecoming. I knew more people than I expected and it was great to reconnect. I’m glad people recognized me. The joy came with some sadness because I have been away for so long. I miss out on some things. Over the years I’ve isolated myself, a… Continue reading
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Homecoming
I’m going to my college homecoming this weekend. I haven’t been there in decades. I’m nervous about it, because I don’t know what to expect. There will be people there I know. It could be fun and exciting. Since Covid, I became isolated, so I’m doing things to be more social. Part of me thinks… Continue reading
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The Teachers
When I think about my favorite classes, I realize it’s the teachers that inspired me, not the class subject. I had a high school biology teacher that made science interesting and fun. Her enthusiasm was contagious. I had a post-hippy English teacher that let us explore expression in all sorts of ways. In class I… Continue reading
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Power Outage
I think the best way to manage screen time is to endure a power outage. When I was a kid, no power meant no television, radio or lights. Now, add an interruption in computers, tablets, online streaming, cable, etc. I keep the television off as much as I can during the day. Sometimes the quiet… Continue reading
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Dreaming
I never liked the medical/clinical description of dreams, basically a result of the brain waking up, something routine, ordinary and insignificant, a function like breathing. Dreams reflect my state of mind. When I was a kid, I was very afraid. I had many dreams about being in dangerous places and under constant threat. I was… Continue reading
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Most Of It
Regret is a tough thing. When I think about parts of my life I might want to relive, I think of too many. I wish a dated more in high school and college. I wish I was more social. I wish I didn’t drink in college. I wish I got better grades and did activities… Continue reading
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Laughter
My wife says I don’t laugh enough. We will be watching a show, presented as a comedy. She will be laughing. She will look at me, silent and stoic, maybe carrying a tight smile, and ask me “Why aren’t you laughing?” I will reply: “I am!” I might feel something is funny, but it takes… Continue reading
About Me
Indie author and self taught artist, creating for over fifty years, also a former corporate lawyer and systems manager … and other assorted vocations. Writing is my passion. I just released my first science fiction novel, Escape From Desolation, eBook and paperback. More information at my author page: http://escapefromdesolation.com
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