We asked Thomas Fucaloro about his connection with Charles Bukowski and he explains through a poem WOUNDED FLOWERS I think it’s important to love the art but not necessarily the one birthing or vomiting it. I don’t want to know the painter just want to know that it has been painted. Charles says: Hello, welcome to my wounds, ... Read More »
If you read the title of this blog and immediately thought to yourself, “yes, they are/have!” then I graciously ask you allow me the space to say “Congratulations!”. Theft of ideas or (a much friendlier term) emulating a style within the world of art is by far more common than and as long in the tooth as an original thought. ... Read More »
I’m in love with the coco. I got it for the low low. My eleven year old son asks me to raise the volume on the radio. Its two thirty on a Friday afternoon and I have a carload of 6th graders turning up for the weekend. Baking soda, I got baking soda. Baking soda, I got baking ... Read More »
Self- love is a revolutionary act. In a society that is constantly telling you who to be and what to be, loving yourself as you are is beyond imaginable. Why would anyone want to love the skin they were born in? Why would anyone want to love their weight? Why would anyone want to love their natural hair color? Why ... Read More »
Meriam Rodriguez essay featured by Rebelle Society. In this world — this living, breathing, ever-spinning existence of a world — I find queries under every rock. Every question that poses itself from the mysterious folds of my brain multiplies into a hundred more. The first couple of months here are a bit hazy. Actually, the first six to seven years of ... Read More »
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