Month: February 2017

An Interview with André Schmucki

An Interview with André Schmucki

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When did you get interested in art? And when did you realize it became an integral part of your life and personality? The interest for painting began early in my childhood. I was very fascinated about Vincent van Gogh’s art. In my early twenties, I studied visual design and illustration, but they didn’t make me feel much. After that, I decided to study art at the university. My desire to paint, respectively pictorially to understand the world we’re living in, is like a virus, which grows with necessity, and has become, and remained, part of my life. How did...

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An Interview with Josie Osborne

An Interview with Josie Osborne

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Tell us about your formative years, and how they’ve influenced your art? I am from Fairbanks, Alaska originally and that influenced me, as the Alaskan identity is a strong one even if the time there was not so long. My dad grew up there. My grandparent homesteaded. My parents homesteaded and lived in a one room log cabin that they built themselves from trees on their land in their first few years of marriage. I was born there and have my first memories there, some intense ones. I went back up there as a young adult for a gap...

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Despite Everything

Despite Everything

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    i’m dressed up     too little to sway, so     we take a nap in the cold             and test the field.   it felt like swimming all over, like children     lived below us in little rooms     watercoloring.     we sang bright and beautifully     like a coma,                    dark     pear tree and gravel pit.       truth is     there is little of me     and you.      ...

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Breakfast of Beans

Breakfast of Beans

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Clotted cream on my tongue when I break through sunrise maybe. A chain on your tire drags freshest lime. If the source of source is thickness, what I want from you is transparent. See how the mind’s method chances chase. Want Some. Broken waves at once confuse and caress a discontented gull. You spend so much time nursing a wound you won’t appear in public. If I were to spot you I’d swiftly perform. Breakfast of beans, jump start an honest...

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