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Category Archives: communication
sing this place in between now
oh words, words, words. soft rain, when fall beckons winter, is cold .dangerous. wiping away all traces of blue, bringing it down, down to earth. from here we decay. from here we are born. sing this place in between now .sing.
Posted in communication, event, graffiti, poetry, silence, soundscape, threshold consciousness
Tagged and again, calling out, composing, creation, decay, desire, forecast, free association
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overhead, the sky is grey
Posted in archaeology, collaboration, communication, dreams, experiential, graffiti, image, improvisation, interactive media, internet, language, looking at it another way, play, poetry, recycling, silence, sound, soundscape, stretching it
Tagged before bright blue, clarity, conversation, decision making, holy, skies, time
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broken things
Posted in communication, dreams, image, language, paradox, poetry, reflection, Uncategorized
Tagged accidentally, branch, broke, symmetry
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leaves wind train
Posted in art, communication, digitalization, event, experiential, image, interactive media, looking at it another way, music, noise, performance, poetic video, sound, soundscape, transition, turning it upside down, video
Tagged big leaves, fall, new england, train, walk, wind
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re/collect
1. i forget you every day. over and over and over again. 2. in that time forgotten i am present reckless i snap pictures, shove them in my pockets default names smeared across my screen. in.stance. 5. deleted memories do … Continue reading
I come from the woods
Posted in art, collaboration, communication, connection, digitalization, endurance, experiential, graffiti, identity, improvisation, internet, language, looking at it another way, play, poetry, reflection, script, silence, tantra
Tagged bliss, disparate, flower, flows, joining, meeting, sanctuaries, spirit, words
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keep breaking. this.
Posted in birth, collaboration, communication, digitalization, endurance, experiential, graffiti, identity, interactive media, internet, language, looking at it another way, noise, phenology, recycling, sound, stretching it
Tagged combined, cut, grabbed, happenstance, placed
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it becomes poetry
Posted in archaeology, collaboration, communication, connection, digitalization, endurance, event, experiential, graffiti, image, improvisation, internet, language, looking at it another way, poetry, recycling
Tagged combining, felt, moments, time, told
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