Jahrhunderthalle, Breslau 1937

 

 

 

link:  Jahrhunderthalle

Spool

 

 

Today marks 50 years and one day after Aldous Huxley, and C.S. Lewis died.  I am presently re-reading Brave New World.

50 Years

 

 

 

 

I am re-posting this image, originally from 5/17/2012.  The killing of the sacred king on 11/22/63 occurred before my birth.  Yet the murder and the later shocks of the 1960s tinged the atmosphere,  an unseen train passing.  I cannot recall when I first gained a concept of the Kennedy assassination -- the tropes seemed to emerge complete, like Minerva.  And the mystery of Oswald, who traveled when and where he pleased (except on his final journey), and the mystery of the companion shooter, or shooters, if they existed, persists.

 

Australis

 

Australis

 

 

Wake of river, between mist-filled canyons, dense trees, leeches, roads wrought on the backs of ridges, untraced save by feet.

 

Bark and circles.

 

Black iron pagodas and low, square-founded sites, with around shimmering, yellow stalk, a true Neanderthal head, an unmanifested star:  Standing at angles to the sun on top of the hill.

 

Not an inch uncultivated, kelp, no titanic masonry dropped, bordering, and draping, filled-in oratories, dragon creepers, fjords, scarce walkers, the upper dell obliquely green, ice and grey churning.

 

JF ca. 1990

 

 

 

 

 

 

Untitled painting by myself, from 1986.  Tempera on paper.

 

Room, from 1986

 

 

 

 



Lily Dale, Spiritualist Community

 

 

Lily Dale, New York

 

Postcard sent to me in 1990.  Link:  Lily Dale

Wicker Portrait, 1921

 

 

 

 

Left to right:  My great-great grandfather (from Scotland), great-aunt, second cousin, and great-grandmother (from Scotland).  Milwaukie, Oregon, 1921.

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