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My Chronic Condition by Asher Jay
This original artwork was created using scans of napkins that were stained with paint from cleaning brushes that were used to render other canvases in progress. To me it represents both process and the pulse of the remainder from an equation, much like love. So I wound up writing a little poem about the feeling that fueled the piece: My Chronic Condition: Asher Jay Cannot function when you are near You’re in all I do and say, it’s clear I am wrapped around your little finger, Thoughts of you do make me linger. Every word you utter a cerebral kiss Your eyes spin my world off axis When you smile…
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Cetus Cause by Asher Jay
Big Baleen Plea: Weigh our value against our worth Are we worth more dead than alive? You have just begun to uncover our story We deserve a chance, so help us survive We are the behemoths of the big blue, We grow up to 100 feet long We tip the scales over 200 tonnes And our lung capacity is curiously strong. Our size distinguishes us, Our adult heart is the size of a mini car We communicate in low frequencies Our whale song can travel 1000 miles far! We swim beyond your visual scope Into areas that you cannot reach We are not like other baleen whales, We come up…
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Back to Heaven
I’ll go back to heaven again. Hand in hand with the dew that melts at a touch of the dawning day, I’ll go back to heaven again. With the dusk, together, just we two, at a sign from a cloud after playing on the slopes I’ll go back to heaven again. At the end of my outing to this beautiful world I’ll go back and say: That was beautiful. . . . By Ch’ŏn Sang-Pyŏng Translated from the Korean by Brother Anthony of Taizé The latest news in contemporary and modern art in New York, London, Paris and Berlin
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We are all the same distance from the sky. Erik Haber The latest news in contemporary and modern art in New York, London, Paris and Berlin