Monthly Archives: October 2010

Tw33dl-D & Tw33dl-dum by Jeremiah Seiber

Tw33dl-D Tw33dl-dum These paintings represent internal, external, meta-physical landscapes of the digital and natural world. For info about the artist or contact for commissioned work, upcoming shows please go to: http://www.limecyber.deviantart.com, or call 503-481-7466  

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Summertime

I’d like to go wherever the cold goes. I’d like to follow it there and to shiver and to shake alone for months and to enjoy my pain.   I’d like to imagine my time with the cold, with the … Continue reading

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corridor

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Gorgon by Jeremiah Sieber

It is the structure of things that fascinates me as an artist.  Both physically and philosophically.  A completely fictive world is being produced and manipulated daily and this is primarily occurring via the computer and television.  Three dimensional forms are … Continue reading

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Holy Flesh by Robert Basilisk

Holy Flesh On a bed of sand and blood in a room made of unspeakable colors we writhe amid lines of smoke outside they are still whipping Jesus and crying and everybody still wants to be Jesus this is the … Continue reading

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Snaelz by Jeremiah Sieber

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skylane

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Fish out of NaCI by Jeremiah Sieber

There is a space somewhere in between the beating hearts we all have inside of us and the cell phones that we put up to our heads.  It is a place where our own organic material and the mechanical world … Continue reading

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Two new poems by castle danz

FROM THE TREES BY THE FIELD     The spider is gone Though the web remains.     To visit the world And behold, Beheld by it     (The world is present Trees are of it As are baseball … Continue reading

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Lucid Ferris Wheel by Robert Basilisk

Lucid Ferris Wheel It is difficult, after the fair, to fall asleep large black moths fly around your room all night, pap! pap! Against the windowpane. They want out just like souls. spinning dreams of meeting the girl from the … Continue reading

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