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Deborah J. Brasket, Author

~ Writing on the Edge of the Wild

Deborah J. Brasket, Author

Tag Archives: abstract

The Luminous Mindscapes of Shara Hughes

October 24, 2022

It’s not surprising I’m drawn to these so-called landscapes by Shara Hughes. They remind me of Matthew Wong’s mysterious mindscapes …

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Painting Again, Forest Series

September 30, 2018

I’ve started painting again, keeping toward the abstract, still experimenting with water-color and oil pastel, letting them show me how …

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“Slow Swirl at the Edge of Time”

September 10, 2017

This naming of this painting did not come “like a conversation between two lovers,” as the name of my last …

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Naming a Painting, “Like Two Lovers in Conversation”

September 3, 2017

“Warm and rich, rich and warm, which is which?” Like a mantra, these words echo through my mind as I …

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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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