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Deborah J. Brasket, Author

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Never Say “Never Again” Again, Unless We stop It This Time, Now

April 10, 2022

If we say “never again” while doing nothing to stop the atrocities going on in Ukraine, then we are lying …

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Faith Ringgold’s Story-Telling Tapestries

April 3, 2022

The richness of Faith Ringgold’s textured artwork dazzles me. She had been ignore for so long in the artworld, but …

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Truth-Telling in Poetry and Art: The Horrors of War and Human Complacency

March 7, 2022

I read a brilliant piece in The New York Times this morning about how suffering hides in plain sight. The …

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“Isn’t It a Pity,” A Fitting Duet for MLK Day

January 17, 2022

If you’ve never heard Nina Simone’s version of George Harrison’s song “Isn’t it a Pity,” I can’t think of a …

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The Radical Humanism in Alice Neel’s Artwork

January 16, 2022

I knew nothing of Alice Neel or her artwork until I came across a retrospective of her at the MET …

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Spinning Tales, It’s in our Bones

December 27, 2021

Story-telling is in our bones. It rises through us like sap through roots and leaves into the air. It began …

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O Holy Night

December 19, 2021

The single-most, salient symbol of Christmas, for me, is a shining star in the night sky. It’s what wakened the …

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Albert Ryder, A Wild Note of Longing

November 29, 2021

He’s considered by many the father of American modern art, and yet I’d never heard of him until visiting the …

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Satie’s Gnossienne, Forking Paths, and Time’s Ever Presence

November 7, 2021

Time-travelling—that’s what it feels like when listening to Erik Satie’s Gnossienne. When I close my eyes and let the music …

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Titian in a Venetian Palace in Downtown Boston, Or Lost in Time and Space

November 1, 2021

That’s how I felt visiting the Isabella Stewart Gardner Museum when visiting Boston a few weeks ago. I went to …

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After sailing around the world in a small boat for six years, I came to appreciate how tiny and insignificant we humans appear in our natural and untamed surroundings, living always on the edge of the wild, into which we are embedded even while being that thing which sets us apart. Now living again on the edge of the wild in a home that borders a nature preserve, I am re-exploring what it means to be human in a more than human world.

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