So much of our reality is dictated by how we perceive it, but it’s the stories we tell ourselves that guide us A few years ago, I came across a story that has stuck in my mind ever since. It was about a small-town newspaper in Alaska, which from the jump had…
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The Reason You Need To Be Making Art Right Now
“We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race, and the human race is filled with passion. Medicine, law, business, engineering; these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love — these are what…
The World Burns While I Wrestle With A Chicken
Say It Loud (Black And Proud) There is an Eastern European proverb that goes something like, “The village is burning and grandmother combs her hair.” I’ve seen several variations of this attributed to multiple European countries and cultures, from the Romanians to the Greeks. Sometimes it has to do with war…
The Moral Failure Of Using AI In Your Art
The moral ascendancy of the Luddites and why you should resist AI in your work and life with ecclesiastical fervor In the early days of the 19th century, highly-skilled textile workers in England revolted against the industrialization they rightly believed would replace them with the introduction of machinery that required only…
The Tao Of My Rage
Attempting to navigate the world with all its insolent depredations Continue reading on ellemeno »
The Art And Obligation Of Responsible Criticism
Navigating the minefield of creative enterprise and the fragility of artistic souls Continue reading on ellemeno »
Taste A Little Of The Summer
An excursion of the senses, exploring life at the Jersey shore Continue reading on ellemeno »
Killing Time Waiting For A Friend
I spend a little time out in the world and find it lacking Continue reading on ellemeno »
And The Band Plays On
Avoiding apathy on my way to acceptance I have always considered apathy a weak position based on ignorance, selfishness, or cowardice. You didn’t care: either because you didn’t understand, couldn’t be bothered, or were too frightened to act. I believe there was a time in our recent history when this was true, and…
Everyone Is Wearing Shorts
Closing a chapter on what we choose to crow about All morning, I kept hearing that song “Funeral” by Phoebe Bridgers. “I’m singin’ at a funeral tomorrow, for a kid a year older than me, and I’ve been talkin’ to his dad, it makes me so sad, when I think too…