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Following is an updated table of contents (TOC) for the series of interludes, a collection of historical vignettes, threaded together by following in the footsteps of one gentleman, Joseph A. Horne (1911-1987). It’s a glimpse into history that continues to shape this world.  It’s been a wonderful, sometimes surprising, experience for me. The interludes will conclude over the next few months including a few more “interlude extras.”  I hope you enjoy this journey of words and images.

I. interludes TOC

i. foreward to the interludes

ii. interlude: genesis

iii. interlude: exodus, part 1

iv. interlude: exodus, part 2

v. interlude: dust in the wind

vi. interlude: lamentations

vii. interlude: to protect, preserve, and return … if possible

viii. interlude: offenbach archival depot

ix.  interlude: amerika haus

II. interlude extras

interlude extra: arnold genthe

interlude extra: edward gordon craig

interlude extra: carl hofer

interlude extra: washington labor canteen, eleanor roosevelt and race relations

interlude extra: erich stenger

interlude extra: ludwig aloysius joutz

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In the following 1965 debate that took place between James Baldwin and William F. Buckley, Baldwin refers to “forty years ago when I was born …” Perhaps, because of my age, the phrase struck a chord.  The debate takes place at Cambridge University, and its focus is that ever-evolving, often elusive concept of the american dream, and at whose expense that dream is realized.   The whole debate is 58 minutes long.  With all due respect to Mr. Buckley and his rebuttal, I am encouraging/challenging people to listen to at least the first part of the debate, the remarks of Baldwin.  Whatever one’s political or social leanings, his command of language is a marvel to watch and listen to.

As I listened to Baldwin I was saddened at the timelessness of his words.  Why are his words, spoken nearly fifty years ago, as relevant today?  In a related side note, this morning I had the opportunity, by phone, to singalong with my four-year old nephew, Jordan.  Apparently we both like to whistle.  As I listened to Baldwin, I thought of Jordan and other little family members new to the world.  I hope that they learn about Baldwin as a writer and an activist in his own unique way, and that they also learn about the power of words.

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A few images from a return visit to a field in Woburn, Massachusetts.

A very small field in an office park with an amazing variety of wildlife present.

I wasn’t set up to photograph the birds (or record their symphony of birdsong) though I kept catching flashes of bright orange, red, black and gold feathers.

As always, I scared a few rabbits deeper into the underbrush.

No hawks this time or foxes.

In the end …

I mostly focused on the landscape.

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And so the morning began with sounds.  Laying in bed listening to snow slide from the roof.  Over breakfast listening to Steve tell stories of his night.  My brothers’ voices, one via voice mail, him singing a made up song about getting up and getting started with a cup of coffee.  His words inspired me to pour some beans into a white cup and photograph a single image and hope it came out well.

I continued to take random shots about the kitchen, of lemons in bowls and of rosemary.  I don’t think I’m supposed to let indoor herbs bloom but I couldn’t help myself. No sounds there, just lovely periwinkle silence.

During the midst of all this, something happened.  Nothing serious but one of those incidents that can color a day, darken it … if you allow.  I told myself to let the incident go.  To help me do so, I pulled from my bag a list of desired tasks.  One of them was to look up composer Peteris Vasks.  I’d only learned of him yesterday at an organ recital.  The organist had played one of his pieces, Te Deum.  During my research I came across this piece, Dona Nobis Pacem.

A beautiful, calming piece.

As it played on repeat in the background, I wandered around taking other photos, indoors of items on tables

and through windows of ice melting beautifully.

What that music inspired exactly I can’t say.  It did encourage me, remind me even, to be present, to appreciate the beauty before me that I could see, that I could hear, and that I could imagine.  We all need reminders on occasion. 😉

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I like to exchange seeds with family and friends. Mostly sunflowers or herbs but for Lorraine, there was “cat grass.” And here was the lovely result …

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IMG_94521I thought the “Cat Grass” needed water when it was mashed down but the next day I found out why. a tiny kitten fast asleep…

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an imperfect picture I could not bring myself to delete

a dragonfly at Spot Pond

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I have a young friend who visits each week.  And each week I ask her, “What is your favorite color this week?”  When she recently said, “Orange!,” well that was all the impetus I needed to pull together some autumn colors.  You can view the book by clicking on the image above.  And if you’d like to hold the book in your hands, don’t forget, you can get $10 off your purchase of this book, or Summer Colors, using the code SHARE10 at checkout (through March 21st).

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Yesterday I went for a walk by the river, and for the most part I kept stumbling upon beautiful abstraction.

 

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A mountainous landscape in some far away place.  Stars shine in the dark waters flowing past rocky shores.  At least that’s what I see on screen.

But in reality?

In fact, the landscape is two pieces of paper juxtaposed.  I had been working with paper on the kitchen table when afternoon sunlight hit these two — a textured brown and a sheet of black — in such a way that I could not help but snap a photo.  Later, on the computer, I desaturated the color and then my imagination took over. 😉

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