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But We Had Music

But We Had Music (The Universe In Verse, 2024 feat. Nick Cave) from Daniel Bruson on Vimeo . How, knowing that even the universe is dying, do we bear our lives? The finitude and yet vastness of both our deeds and the cosmos through a fleeting moment of contemplation. "But We Had Music" is a poem written by Maria Popova, performed here by Nick Cave and transformed into animation by Daniel Bruson, using charcoal drawings, light caustics and optical distortions with glass. The film was made as part of the seventh annual Universe in Verse — a many-hearted labor of love, celebrating the wonder of reality through science and poetry, that took place on April 7th, 2024, on the eve of a total solar eclipse. More information on The Marginalian:  themarginalian.org/2024/04/06/but-we-had-music/?mc_cid=4012e1f8d6&mc_eid=dee49e1ab2 Poem by Maria Popova Reading by Nick Cave Animation and Direction by Daniel Bruson Music by Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds Voice edit by Pêu Ribeiro C...

Paul Revere's Ride

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by Gregg Chadwick Paul Revere 1734-1818 The Boston Massacre (The Bloody Massacre) 9 7/8" x 8 1/2" Engraving, hand colored 1770 Boston Museum of Fine Arts "We live in an age where, on every level, it is considered a sin to be wrong. From advertisers to kids on the playground to the world of corporate PR to politicians, the all-too-common wisdom is to defend the indefensible. That's what Palin is doing and that is what her renfields on Wikipedia are doing, and that's sad, because as anyone remotely successful in Silicon Valley can tell you, without owning our mistakes we cannot learn from them and without learning, we cannot win." - Curt Hopkins in Read, Write, Web I love to read history. Scores of books line my studio walls and the past is never far from my thoughts. Museums have been a favorite haunt of mine since childhood. Peering through glass at ambered papers and tattered journals never fails to remind me of the great divide between what happen...

The Poet's Autumn

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Shadow Light has paired my painting Acadia with a remarkable poem by the Portugese writer José Luís Peixoto . Enjoy: Acadia by Gregg Chadwick (Referenced by Missies Blue ) when i got tired of lying to myself José Luis Peixoto (b. 1974) when i got tired of lying to myself, i started writing a book of poetry. it was two hours ago that i decided, but it was too long ago that i started growing tired. fatigue is a gradual skin like autumn. pause. it rests slowly on the flesh, like leaves on earth, and it ingrains it to the bone, like the leaves ingrain the earth and touch the death and become fertile at their side. the city continues on the streets, the girls laugh, but there's a secret that brews in silence. it's the words, free, the books unwritten, what will come in future seasons. there's always hope at the bottom of the avenues. but there are puddles of waters on the sidewalks. there's cold, there's fatigue, there are two hours ago tha...

The Eyes Transcend the Medium

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Gregg Chadwick The Wound Dresser - Walt Whitman - Washington DC 1865 30” X 24” oil on linen 2011 "The eyes transcend the medium." -R.B. Morris (Songwriter, Performer, Poet, Playwright) I have created an ongoing series of paintings that explores the history of nursing for National Nurses Week and the birthday of Florence Nightingale. Three of these paintings were exhibited at the recent UCLA symposium: The Image of Nursing. The artworks were then auctioned at a gala event (Nurse: 21) to help fund scholarships for UCLA School of Nursing students. The paintings adopt a look as viewed through the lens of time similar to the art of a period film. In my artistic practice, I create dream like images with space for the viewer to imagine their own paths to meaning. At times these openings may be found in the doorway of a subject’s eyes. Walt Whitman's poetry is a continual source of inspiration for me. Whitman's life as a nurse, helping wounded soldiers during th...