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Deborah J. Brasket, Author

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Deborah J. Brasket, Author

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Down the Rabbit Hole with Salvador Dalí 

October 12, 2025

“There are some days I think I’m going to die from an overdosis of satisfaction.”  – Salvador Dali I felt …

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“I See You But Do You See Me?” Poem & Paintings

September 1, 2025

We’ve all seen the headlines, how the homeless are being harassed, their tents and belongings bulldozed away, being told to …

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In the Mood for Love, in Art and Music

August 3, 2025

I’ve always been a romantic. Unabashedly so. A lover of life and all things sweet and sensual, tender and erotic, …

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Summery & Sensual Poetry & Paintings

July 20, 2025

Deep summer for me always evokes lush gardens, lovers strolling, lazy afternoons in the sun and shade, children laughing and …

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Creating a Cover: When Things Go Missing

March 30, 2025

I’m excited to show you the cover of my new novel! It was created by Owen Gent, a talented artist …

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Bold Strokes, Luscious Light, & the Mind of Zen: Art of the Masters on Display

December 11, 2023

Three of my favorite artists are currently featured at museums across the country. If you are near any of these …

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Truth & Beauty, My Flower Paintings

June 5, 2023

If “Beauty is truth, truth, beauty,” as Keats’ poem claims, then what do my paintings of flowers, my attempt to …

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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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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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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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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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