Wednesday, June 21, 2006


I grabbed handfuls of the purple leaves and stripped them from their stems. I ran across the street to the crumbling lodge and yanked out one of the balcony supports. The balcony sagged. I ran to another support and tore it out, and the whole front of the building collapsed. An infant crawled towards me. I picked it up and threw it at its parents, shouting, "Here's your baby!"


Anonymous Anonymous said...

Thank you for finding our baby!
You always know the path to blindness, although you walk it kindly. .. .

11:40 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Postscript: If you drop your finger on my name, you will find my webpage, which features some furniture that inhabits my life that was unabashedly partially inspired by your architecture.
I visited my late grandmother's house in upstate NY and found that the furniture that I had remembered and loved was built by her, with no power tools, and is amazingly like mine, and also more than a little reminiscent of your dreamage. Our ideas are older than us, but we still get to have them. I am eternally thankful for that, really, you have no idea.

12:24 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

It didn't happen, except inside your head, which is a good thing, but knowing that you're capable of it, even theoretically, can be a bitch to live with. But that signal was coming from a part of your brain that other parts of your brain will help you restrain. So don't feel guilty.

8:27 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Beautiful frogs.

10:18 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

You know,Heinrich Kley did some nice frogs among his many anthropomorphic animal scenes.Check 'em out.


1:26 AM  
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9:34 PM  
Blogger Aeron said...

The similarity of the background landscape and the patterns on the frogs back is interesting. Great painting.

9:46 PM  
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