Thursday, July 07, 2005

Give Me Liberty, or Give Me Spartanburg

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for Jim


Anonymous Anonymous said...

that's a really good collage.


8:51 PM  
Blogger tearful dishwasher said...


9:05 PM  
Anonymous jim said...

scott, i'm deeply moved by this. and i kept thinking of the joni mitchell lyrics ... i've looked at life from both sides now/from win and lose and still somehow/it's life's illusions i recall/i really don't know life at all ...

and somehow i prefer it that way. thanks, dear friend. i will treasure this for always. jim

9:15 PM  
Blogger tearful dishwasher said...

As I treasure your friendship, pal.

Glad you like this.



9:28 PM  
Blogger pghpoet said...

a wonderfully dark and very human tribute. could be a snapshot of the bifurcation of an artist's life. both halves stubbornly unreconciled, living unapologetically where every flaw is given testimony, every detail makes comment. even the peaked window, suggestive of a church- may signify that there is a kind of holiness in every corner of life unshuttered and illumined by a pale and ghostly light.

it shines on the subject as well- on half the face, repeating a theme of dichotomy: twin selves, always present, but necessary for the whole.
this is a terrific study , scott. it is intuitive and powerful.-k.

4:51 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

it really is amazing how good your visual art stuff is. usually someone who is good at writing, who tries to do something else also, is like michael jordan trying to play baseball ... you are lucky though, you are able to do both.


5:12 AM  
Blogger tearful dishwasher said...


One of the great things about working on this piece was trying to give voice to the powerful dichotomies that exist within each of us. Jim's wonderfully expressive face seemed a perfect mirror of a bifurcated whole.

There's a lot going on in all of us...

6:18 AM  
Blogger tearful dishwasher said...


Thanks, man. I don't know how good I am at either, but
I do have a good time doing both.

Can't wait to do yrs.


6:19 AM  
Blogger pghpoet said...

he has a GREAT face, yes. you've given it the sensitivity and reflective pain that's in all of his writing.

this is the work of an 'almost son'- and comes from a deep well of understanding.

6:21 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...


whut is yr email?


9:07 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

karen, do you want to provide a link for your work?

11:48 AM  
Blogger pghpoet said...

there is no blog attached to this i.d. i've stripped it down to a name only so i can continue to comment, but thank you.-

1:26 PM  
Anonymous Jewel said...

This is so cool. Do you like altered art? I've dabbled in it some and this reminds me somewhat of it. Your collages are wonderful. Have done some collage on tins; with paper scenery in background, paint and plastic figures. Am glad I saw this.


1:55 PM  
Blogger jenni said...

really cool work, scott. i liked the comments too, very insightful. now if we can just get mr lineburger to come over for a steak some time...

2:10 PM  
Blogger tearful dishwasher said...


Email is


I'd love to see your stuff sometime...sounds wonderful.
Thanks for stopping in!


You can't wait for him to come to you. My advice is to
dress all in black and kidnap him off his front porch one
night and tie him to the top of your car and race home.

Let me know how that works out.

Love and kisses-


5:06 PM  
Blogger LKD said...

I too found this image deeply moving, Scott.

How did you find your way to this form of expression, Scott? I mean, do you recall the first collage you created and how that creation came about?

Thanks for sharing your visual poems with us. It's a pleasure coming here to see what you see.

11:19 PM  
Blogger tearful dishwasher said...


I just started these two months ago, and had never done
anything like them ever before. But once I did the first one, just playing around, it was like a switch got thrown in my deepest core, and I was off to the races.

It is similar to the affinity I had for poetry when I began writing it, although this feels even stronger to me. The images seem to be much weightier, more universal and intimate, and better able to carry a cargo of mood, emotion, narrative content, and ambiguity than any of my poems. It feels like diving into the collective unconcious and coming up with pearls...

I'm glad you are enjoying them.

8:52 AM  
Anonymous Alex said...

the proof
that he lives
two lives

in a dual

illuminated by
respective but
opposing suns

that exist
only because he wants
to think them


8:52 PM  

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