By the chimera, on January 24th, 2011%
Sometimes, all I can do is pay attention. I have tried to understand, to see the entire landscape first, to be strong by knowing everything. Impossible. The more I learn the less I know; the smaller I am. This is frightening. And I am so tired of being afraid. Then I . . . → Read More: Blue Ice
By the chimera, on January 13th, 2011%
16 x 36 oil on canvas; born 1.12.2011
Like a sweet-apple turning red on the tip of the topmost branch. Forgotten by pickers. Not forgotten—they couldn’t reach it. Sappho
Mindful of a world that cannot exist Full of myth that does not heal Awake beneath this ocean of glass I dream of the . . . → Read More: Chimera’s Blue 16 x 36 oil on canvas
By the chimera, on January 12th, 2011%
By the chimera, on January 6th, 2011%
By the chimera, on January 4th, 2011%
You can’t see, but I was watching a fish swimming just beneath the ice here. I couldn’t tell if it was sluggish because it was injured or because it’s better to move slowly in the presence of so much ice.
This is just about the way I feel right now. I can see . . . → Read More: Barriers
By the chimera, on January 2nd, 2011%
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