A collection of photos and poems interacting with each other in ways both mysterious and obvious.
Author: davestankowicz
Dave Stankowicz is a retired educator who lives on an island off the coast of Portland, Maine with his wife Debbie Jordan and their dog Cody. Liberated from the responsibilities of teaching he has found the space and time to pursue so much that interests him. Dave is the former host of the WMPG radio show Palm Wine Radio, and currently hosts Next To Silence - an hour long show that explores different themes, genres, artists and record labels. Next to Silence can be streamed live on Peaks Island Radio at https://peaksislandradio.com on Mondays and Fridays @ 7:00 PM EDT, and Tuesdays @noon. You can also stream archived shows at his site (category: next to silence)
He continues his lifelong efforts to master space and time.
The paucity of reliable sources limits our understanding of pastimes and politics, not discrete categories of experience.
Chimerical projection of new gendered actors, took part in formerly forbidden practices that shocked elders, chiefs, and government officials.
Free from the confines of kinship and community expectations, embraced individualism, purchased imported material items, openly initiated local rhythms, ballroom standards, calypso flair, countrywide cooperation and collective harmony disempowered people.
Not as an embargo of the present, the porous boundary between palpable musical energy and social change; a highly contested realm where clothing matters, and dress is political.
How is it when the tree withers and the leaves fall? Body exposed in the golden wind. -Blue Cliff Record
I certainly know how to get naked and swing from a chandelier. Unexpected moments driven by music and emotions of beauty.
Awkward interactions, abrupt transitions, bizarre, hilarious, enthralling confounding and cathartic.
Lots of costume changes radically reconfigured, sutured, and amplified, they contain and manipulate so many influences from vaudeville comedy to hip hop.
Snippets of hard-edged music, astonishing powerful, and unpredictability wild, and out there, and free.
Seems to represent an existential struggle against habitual prejudice and inequality, patriarchal capitalistic heteronormativity, or something else.
crawling naked onto clean sheets with a brand new lover;
floating unencumbered, not touching bottom, above the salty waves before they crash;
sitting in a dark bar, the smell of beer soaked wood and the sound of pinball exclamations, awaiting the what-will-be-better;
the desert at night, the back seat of your dad’s car parked in the woods, that first kiss, first toke, first time behind the wheel, hitting one over the fence, an unexpected embrace, or hearing you did good.
People Will Know But Who Will Tell Them? Life Is War. A Short Man Is Not A Boy. I No Be Like You. Envy Never Lights A Fire. Gold Never Rusts. Still, It Makes Me Laugh. And Jesus Wept. No One Is Perfect.
Observers Are Worried, Why? Belly Never Know Vacation. Sea Never Dry. Love Is Good. Love Like Death. Cool And Collected, Lover Boy. Are You Looking At Your Mama? It Is Not Easy.
Women Hate Poverty Because Of Money. Shopping Is Believing. If You Don’t Look Well, You Will Not See Well. Paddle Your Own Canoe. You Too Can Try. But Why?
Don’t Blame Jesus. If God is Your Co-Pilot, Switch Seats