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Chapter 1

“What in the hell am I doing?” thought Jackson Pollack, surveying the rise of the road, coming up too fast toward the top of it for what was on the other side. 2,367 more words

Ed Staskus

Are you the Inspired or the Inspiration?

-by Andy Dudas-

Insight into someone’s creative process is a rabbit hole waiting to happen. From what well does an artist draw to create? From what memory do they recall to build their craft? 554 more words

Jackson Pollack, the Hampton's, and CIA's attack on the world of art and letters

I am just passing time here, trying to offer up new material for daily readers. The Columbine piece has absorbed me. The details are engrossing – they meant for that piece of professional mind-f***** to be deeply embedded in every kid’s head in the country. 522 more words

Public Hoaxes

I Don’t Know Much About Art (And For Now It Will Stay That Way), But I Know What I Like (Or At Least I Thought I Did)

As a college coed I wandered into the art department while the art students readied for an exhibit. Their canvases scattered about the floor in a haphazard manner while the artists determined the best arrangement for the walls. 741 more words


mlmm photo challenge 165: assigning blame

“Mom, honest, Jackson Pollack made me do it!” (6)

image: kyla @ deviantart

Caption capture for mlmm photo challenge #165

Mindlovemisery's Menagerie

Jackson Pollack -- AR style

So I went to Arkansas recently to my boyfriend’s grampa’s house to help him go through some things, watch him work on cars, and get of Dallas for a weekend. 501 more words