Saturday, September 24, 2016

Amazon Giveaway!!

See this #AmazonGiveaway for a chance to win: Coloring Patterns: An Inspiring Coloring Book Featuring Relaxing Shapes, Flowers and Animals. 

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Sep 24, 2016 11:59 AM PDT - Oct 1, 2016 11:59 PM PDT
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Coloring Patterns: An Inspiring Coloring Book Featuring Relaxing Shapes, Flowers and Animals
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Tuesday, August 23, 2016

Does it matter, I ask?

 “The freedom of the writer is primarily the freedom not to have to speak within a language others have created for you.”
Dag Solstad


Tuesday, July 5, 2016

I like Kooser

The sweetest little poem by Kooser from "Splitting an order":
"Grandfather
A breeze chased his pipe smoke
out over the river; and later he followed
carrying all the tackle."
How perfect this is.

Saturday, June 25, 2016

"Illusion is the first of all pleasures", said Voltaire.  

Why is that?  


I am speculating that our ability to prospect what's possible must be somehow be linked to that deep brain region responsible for pleasure.  We respond, I believe, to the projection of wants the same way we do to sweets, money or sex.  

What we want must be connected, through a mysterious link, to what we need.  And so the ingrained wisdom of our biology tells us what is good for us by rewarding us with pleasure even when we fantasize about it. 

The same way, I believe, as to when we "like to eat" something sweet when our blood sugar is low.

Sunday, September 27, 2015

Happy Sunday!

...and a design (my interpretation of it) from my upcoming adult coloring book "Stressful Day, Melt Away!"


Thursday, August 20, 2015

Ear


KO UN
TRANSLATED BY SUJI KWOCK KIM AND SUNJA KIM KWOCK
Someone’s coming
from the other world.

Hiss of night rain.

Someone’s going there now.
The two are sure to meet.

Korean poet, writer, and activist Ko Un was born in Gunsan-si, Jeollabuk-do. He was drawn to poetry after discovering the early work of Han Ha-Un, a nomadic Korean poet with leprosy. After witnessing the devastation of the Korean War, Ko entered a monastery and became a Buddhist monk. He left the Buddhist community in 1962.