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Deborah J. Brasket, Author

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Deborah J. Brasket, Author

Category Archives: Culture

Multiple Layers of Reality in Film, and in Us

October 17, 2021

In several of his films, Ingmar Bergman plays with the notion of multiple layers of reality. This can be seen …

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Chopin’s Nocturnes Tinkling the Keys of Consciousness

October 4, 2021

I spent Sunday morning in bed with my coffee listening to Chopin’s complete nocturnes playing on my phone beside me. …

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Touch and Texture, What Satisfies the Eye

September 27, 2021

I’ve always loved the intricacy of highly textured things, in art as well as in the natural world, like tree …

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You Don’t Have to Love Them, Just Love

September 13, 2021

A man lamented to an Elder in his Church that try as he might, he could not love his hyper-critical, …

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A Sultry Simone Sunday

August 22, 2021

I first become aware of jazz singer Nina Simone when I watched the film Before Sunrise, with a young Ethan …

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A Glimpse Into the Studios (and Minds) of Famous Artists

August 1, 2021

Aside from her paint brushes, we don’t see much of Georgia O’Keefe’s studio here, but I couldn’t resist including her …

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Three by Langston Hughs on Juneteenth

June 19, 2021

The Negro Speaks of Rivers I’ve known rivers:I’ve known rivers ancient as the world and older than the flow of …

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“Back to the Garden” with Stardust and Irises

June 6, 2021

This painting is considered by many as Van Gogh’s finest floral, and one of the only two paintings he chose …

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To Hu-Mor, or Less? That Is the Question

May 23, 2021

Last week I was questioning whether my blog had become too serious. To even ask such a question, of course, …

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the rapture is already right in front of you

April 4, 2021

I’m still trying to understand why this poem moves me so much, and thought maybe you can help. And What …

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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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