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Tuesday, October 30, 2012

Monday, October 29, 2012

Sunday, October 28, 2012

Saturday, October 27, 2012

Friday, October 26, 2012

Thursday, October 25, 2012

The Artist Will Insley

The Artist Will Insley
 (1929-2011)
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from the book The Artist Project

Tuesday, October 23, 2012

The Artist and Musician Nancy Arlen, 1984

The Artist and Musician  Nancy Arlen, 1984
(1942-2006)

Monday, October 22, 2012

Playwright Portrait, Mwaluko Nanna Hadikwa, Excerpt from Sam

The Playwright Mwaluko Nanna Hadikwa, 2006
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SAM

Are you kidding me? “Samantha?” That’s not my name! It’s a bomb strapped to my body that explodes without ticking. I look like a girl to you? Do I? When I pee standing up, pants down, face the fucken toilet like a man then leave the door half open so you can see me Mom. T-shirts, baggy. 24-7, hunch my shoulders to hide my chest so no one knows what’s underneath. Spit [Sam spits] all over sidewalks. “Samantha”. Check my hair, here, Mom: bald here, here, on this side over here. Don’t you pretend you don’t—My name—Mom? Mom! Can we talk, please?


--Excerpted from the play "S/He" by Nick Mwaluko.
In this scene Sam (nee Samantha) confronts Mom about his-her body and how s/he sees and negotiates that body with Mom and the world outside.



Excerpt TWO



BOBBY:
I’d tell my father the truth too. “Yup”. Look him straight in the eye, avoid any possibility of confusion.  “Yes I am in love with a woman. And yes that woman happens to be your daughter. And yes we do make love—frequently. And yes I love it. And yes she loves it.

And yes, that’s exactly right, our love is a huge threat to this tiny speck of a village given that it’s a trillion times more powerful than the sexists who live here. Who can’t begin to grasp its full power because they’re too powerless to question their own sexuality leave alone appreciate how deep ours is.” That’s what I would say. No excuses. No droppy shoulders looking down at the ground, Awino. Queer pride, lesbian pride, label it however you want, doesn’t matter, it’s mine, my truth. It’s about love. When I love, I love. And I’d want my father—my one living relative who is half of me—to know who I am and how I love. That’s why I would say what I would say to my father. Because if anyone should know how and who I love, it’s my father. But then again, I am definitely not you.

--Excerpted from Act 1 of “Waafrika”, a play set in Kenya about a love story between two anatomical women, an American Peace Corps volunteer named Bobby and Awino, a female-to-male non-operative transexual from Kenya.

--Bobby, the American Peace Corps volunteer, says this to Awino, her transgender FtM lover from Kenya in "Waafrika" by Nick Mwaluko

Wednesday, October 17, 2012

Alpheus Cole, The Oldest Artist in the World, age 112

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Alpheus Cole, The Oldest Artist in the World
1876 – 1988
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Tuesday, October 16, 2012

Sunday, October 14, 2012

Portrait of Earl Kallemeyn, 2007

Portrait of Earl Kallemeyn 2007
Kallemeyn Press
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Saturday, October 13, 2012

My Wife, The Poet Lisa Bellamy


Lisa Bellamy
Nectar Book Jacket Photo
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Nectar
2011 Aurorean / Encircle Publications Poetry Chapbook Prize

Monday, October 8, 2012

Saturday, October 6, 2012

Friday, October 5, 2012

Thursday, October 4, 2012

Artist Statement for Portraiture, 2012


Artist Statement for Portraiture 2012


To create work that is much more than a simple graphic response - to go below the skin and search seek exploit and relate the life force of whatever it is I photograph

To find the true character - reducing the picture to essential emotional content - in the form of classical portraiture




Tuesday, October 2, 2012

Monday, October 1, 2012