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Artist-intellectual . . . writer, musician, photographer . . . whatever the aspirations, much energy this year has been siphoned to this blog, related online political chit-chat (e.g., the "Israel-Palestine Peace Group", where I am currently co-administrator), and frank re-entry into Jewish life and engagement with holiday and ritual observance.
That guy above, a keystone, one I think intended for the Lyric Opera House in Baltimore and purchased at a Washington Ethical Society communal yard sale for $4, if that. It has had a devilish life of its own on the balcony and as an object of photography around here. This year, taking advantage of a cup hollowed into his top deck, I planted ivy for a toupee.
The garden has another stone face, a "Ra" come out of the deep wells of the pagan mind.
I acknowledge neither sculpted pieces as gods but both as signal to an interior arrangements in the universal psychology.
Jewish life, pretty much tuned to the northern hemisphere, makes the season of death one of birth and renewal instead. By this day--Yom Kippur has passed--we have let go of some not-so-good things and, one hopes, have embraced other and better things.
Having spent a great deal of time indoors this past year as well as time around the "Islamic Small Wars" and associated conflict talk, I thought it might be time to spend more time away from the computer, balcony, library, and media center--which define my space--and get in a little more of nature and the landscape.
Stealing away may not be as easy as it looks.
Take a healthy curiosity, much imagination, and a good heart and give all the Internet plus time for reading and viewing films (and a little time too for music), and there's not much time left for touring, but for health, this one must go out.
The reward for going out?
Returning.
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