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Doug Deacy Photography: July 2010
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Monday, July 26, 2010. Links to this post. Labels: photography and words. Monday, July 19, 2010. Words from a river. Perfection lived in the arc of a great trout, its red burnished against the cool blur of October light. Yes, the days would be measured and judged against this day,. Considered against the scent of burnt cedar caught in my father's Pendleton. Other days considered, would pale, balance precarious and awkward against the. Artful delivery of a mayfly facing these cold dark waters. Realizing t...
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Doug Deacy Photography: June 2010
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Saturday, June 26, 2010. I've done photography both ways. traditional and digital. I mourned the passing of traditional and embraced the eventual maturation of digital. I've had to admit the digital world gave me many times to pause and reflect on the very path and nature of photography. What had my beloved medium become? Has been altered forever. I for one, am glad. And you'll know the differences. I always did want to change the world. And now I can. with zeros and ones. Links to this post.
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Doug Deacy Photography: When This Boat Comes
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Saturday, December 18, 2010. When This Boat Comes. When this boat comes,. Its boatsman will take my. Coin, dulled by the years. And I will wonder about all the ways. I'll give every missed one. A fine name, a music in the mouth,. Tending, as all lost chances do,. To the last tick of anyones clock. And when done, the coin in his pocket, I'll abandon need. And find only this pier, this boatsman. this boat. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Bonnards Nudes by Raymond Carver. When This Boat Comes.
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Doug Deacy Photography: Forty Mile Town
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Monday, September 13, 2010. The chalk dust from the ancient sea bed blew thin, vaporous across the miners shack. It found a way past the shingles, the tin siding, past the broken window pane and into the cupboards, the mouth and teeth of one Artemus G. Morton. To Mr. Morton,. A combination of whiskey and sand grit represented itself as a sort of mouthwash. dental hygiene if you like. Nonetheless, I liked the man. Seen 'em, I did.". I replied, distracted by my cash register chores. Yeah, right.". Gif, now...
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Doug Deacy Photography: September 2010
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Saturday, September 18, 2010. Heavens For The Devil. Like puppets strung here and there in the tree, long-legged twigs, grasshoppers really.four boys. They lick the winds, relish the tempest, savor the electrics. Great storms alive, it's coming their way! The air wears the perfume of squall and with it, ionized cotton candy, mixed with some loam of cowardice and the mint of plowed under corn. They make ready for the coming gale. Four boys, one tree and a very electric storm indeed! And this the first!
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Doug Deacy Photography: December 2010
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Saturday, December 18, 2010. Bonnard's Nudes by Raymond Carver. His wife. Forty years he painted her. Again and again. The nude in the last. Painting the same young nude as the first. As he remembered her young. As she was young. His wife in her bath. At her dressing. Table in front of the mirror. Undressed. His wife with her hands under her breasts. Looking out on the garden. The sun bestowing warmth and color. Every living thing in bloom there. She young and tremulous and most desirable.
