A Closer Look: Topics in Western Art

When I visited Kansas City last spring on a college tour trip I also took a look at The Nelson-Atkins Museum of Art. I walked quickly through the art departments and I hardly looked at what was on the walls. I didn’t notice an alcove in the medieval section, which contained a Painting called, “The…

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Ancient Wisdom and Modern Dysfunction

In the world today I am often faced with dual realities. I find myself divided. It is hard to understand where nature fits into the over all scheme of things. I live in a city and I feel emotions programmed into me by society, but I also have ancient emotions of stillness every time a…

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Two Worlds: what is the real essence of our individual being and what is media?

“Though morality may be relative, though gods be multiple, though meaning be subjective- it does not mean that there is no morality, no gods, no meaning”. In other words, there are basic human emotions and laws that are undeniable and can not be ignored. People have tried many times to erase their humanity through reasoning…

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“The temptation of Saint Anthony” (1 of 2)

A driving momentum has built up and like a train I’m speeding down the track at full speed with only my final destination in mind. It is nine forty four in the morning on Monday the twenty seventh of November and there are 8 foundation classes left in the semester. The last few months have…

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Santa Barbara News-Press Scrap Book (’94-’95)

Scrap Book (Age 11, 12. I was homeschooled​ in 5th grade) Some comments from my first entry Sunday, Sept. 4, 1994 This is my scrap book and I will KEEP All the thing that are happing in this. If I think thay are inerest-ing. I think I will only put suff in heir from the…

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8-year old firestorm memories

I don’t remember what my room looked like. I don’t remember the backyard. I don’t remember being in a swimsuit. I don’t remember being barefoot. I don’t remember what anyone was wearing. I do remember the shock and terror of watching the flames race over and down the hill. I do remember white smoke like…

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