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She asked me to go with her to pick out a trunk for her journey. It seemed to me like a strange request as, though neither of us had said it, we both knew that her leaving was the way we were breaking up. Even stranger was that I agreed to...

For the heron that rousts the swamp, thank you.
And for spiders shocked into gradual sleep.

Two pairs of shoes still in their boxes: a pair of clean new Hongmahwang loafers and a pair of gilded, tacky Italian slippers. The footwear of a madman caught last December hiding in a rat-filled hole almost within sight of one of his many...

This pain is so familiar
(we were all children once)
I let it ride my back. I offer it in,

My work tries to show that good art can be found in many a dark corner. It just has to be discovered, played with, nurtured, and appreciated.

Visitors fortunate enough to have seen “The Moon Has No Home” were introduced to a striking new perspective on an art form that has enthralled interested viewers since the 1854 opening of Japan to the West. The show’s very title hints at...