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punt volat : A diacritical mark of the Latin script, called punt volat (“flown dot”) in Catalan, and found in the combination l·l to distinguish it from the digraph ll . I am happy to announce that two of my photographs, "Paul's Photo" and "Homeward," have been featured in the journal Punt Volat . It's published in Catalan (Spain) by a number of emigrants from North and South America.   "Paul's Photo" was taken in San Francisco in 2022.  It's named for a friend in Colorado, who picked the photo out of my photo library as interesting.   The photo itself is of a street curb painted red in the alley way next to the Continental Hotel.  The line it took was beautiful enough to warrant a photo.   The second photo is a black and white image of the MBTA Commuter Rail Train I took back and forth to work into Boston in the fall of 2022.  

  This poem - Spilling - is another example of automatic poetry I've been creating over the last few years.  One way that I chose to edit the poem was to put it to music.   I ended up really liking the musical version of it.  The poems was accepted by New Note Poetry .  After the launch of the poem on the online magazine , the editor asked if the authors wanted to do a video reading. I suggested using the video and it was well received. I thought I'd share with you.

 My Poem Spilling that I put to music will be performed at New Note Poetry's live reading on November 20th.     Spilling is one of a growing collection of automatic poetry that I've been creating.

  A small little book/graphics project I finished up in early May 2022.  

  This is... a photograph - one in a series titled "studies in light'.  Part of an even larger series called 'Light is Life'.

Thistle and Roots Sculpture/Photograph  

  A reminder to myself.  share first, synthesize later touch it, feel it, see it incompleteness is the rule Looking back on this photo from 2013, so much comes to mind.  I see irony - the photo of the Prudential building in the fog carries the notion of "prudence", a recollection of the Tower of Babel, and fog. I like it because there is no place for any feeling of clarity to land. So the picture keeps pulling on me.