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August 29, 2014
by Knox Bronson
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T. Wendell Peek ~ Electric Ladyland

T. Wendell Peek ~ Electric Ladyland
T. Wendell Peek ~ Electric Ladyland
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August 29, 2014
by Knox Bronson
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Fiona Christian ~ Pears

Fiona Christian ~ Pears
Fiona Christian ~ Pears
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August 29, 2014
by Knox Bronson
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Fiona Christian ~ Flowers

Fiona Christian ~ Flowers
Fiona Christian ~ Flowers
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August 29, 2014
by Knox Bronson
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{daily pic} Veevs Hanson ~ Somerset House Staircase

Veevs Hanson ~ Somerset House Staircase
Veevs Hanson ~ Somerset House Staircase

III

At the first turning of the second stair
I turned and saw below
The same shape twisted on the banister
Under the vapour in the fetid air
Struggling with the devil of the stairs who wears
The deceitul face of hope and of despair.

At the second turning of the second stair
I left them twisting, turning below;
There were no more faces and the stair was dark,
Damp, jaggèd, like an old man’s mouth drivelling, beyond repair,
Or the toothed gullet of an agèd shark.

At the first turning of the third stair
Was a slotted window bellied like the figs’s fruit
And beyond the hawthorn blossom and a pasture scene
The broadbacked figure drest in blue and green
Enchanted the maytime with an antique flute.
Blown hair is sweet, brown hair over the mouth blown,
Lilac and brown hair;
Distraction, music of the flute, stops and steps of the mind
over the third stair,
Fading, fading; strength beyond hope and despair
Climbing the third stair.

Lord, I am not worthy
Lord, I am not worthy

but speak the word only.

Ash Wednesday, third stanza, by T. S. Elliot

In Eliot’s Ash-Wednesday, we watch the poet painfully climbing a spiral staircase. This image is reflected in the twisting sentences of the verse, which often revolves upon itself, repeating the same words and phrases, apparently making little headway, but pushing steadily forward nevertheless. My own life has progressed in the same way. For years it seemed a hard, Lenten journey, but without the prospect of Easter. I toiled round and round in pointless circles, covering the same ground, repeating the same mistakes, quite unable to see where I was going. Yet all the time, without realizing it, I was slowly climbing out of the darkness. In mythology, stairs frequently symbolize a breakthrough to a new level of consciousness. For a long time I assumed that I had finished with religion forever, yet in the end, the strange and seemingly arbitrary revolutions of my life led me to the kind of transformation that—I now believe—was what I was seeking all those years ago, when I packed my suitcase, entered my convent, and set off to find God.

—The Spiral Staircase by Karen Armstrong


Nocturne – No 8 in D Flat Major Op 27-2 by Chopin

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August 29, 2014
by Knox Bronson
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Mark Daniels ~ Invitation To Destiny

Mark Daniels ~ Invitation To Destiny
Mark Daniels ~ Invitation To Destiny
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August 29, 2014
by Knox Bronson
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David Schuster ~ It is not down on any map; true places never are

David Schuster ~ It is not down on any map; true places never are
David Schuster ~ It is not down on any map; true places never are
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August 29, 2014
by Knox Bronson
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Andrea Koerner ~ Morning Light

Andrea Koerner ~ Morning Light
Andrea Koerner ~ Morning Light
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August 29, 2014
by Knox Bronson
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Leon Williams ~ App Summer III

Leon Williams ~ App Summer III
Leon Williams ~ App Summer III
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August 29, 2014
by Knox Bronson
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Bobbi McMurry ~ I Had No Idea

Bobbi McMurry ~ I Had No Idea
Bobbi McMurry ~ I Had No Idea
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August 29, 2014
by Knox Bronson
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Bobbi McMurry ~ Japan: Love At First Sight

Bobbi McMurry ~ Japan: Love At First Sight
Bobbi McMurry ~ Japan: Love At First Sight
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