The Right Column

It's still very

Chilly

Yes, it has been cold of late . . .

 Geesh, I've flown far and away today,
       haven't I?

ON CINEMA

I have a slew of demos on my demo page. Here is the link to my DEMOS page.

Very Many Hearts

" . . . . OH, on an on he goes and off into the inane, (muttering) talking about himsells in the thirst purses, my garments . . ."

Next is a link to the 'Love Solves everything, so simple.' page:

Very Many Hearts

There will be new baseball coins next year with a concave/convex (depending which way you turn it) design. There is an awesome silver piece out of Israel, mid 1960's. That coin has an exceptional concave mirroring effect on it. It's a big chunk of silver, a very beautiful coin. The Israeli coin was obviously designed by a master sculpture. Such a coin is also a fine piece of art. As a person who enjoys fine sculpture I grabbed onto that coin when I first saw it and didn't put it down. I said 'why, this is exactly that kind of piece of modern thing that, while seemingly common is, in fact, quite rare. It's exceptional beauty is the reason for noting that it is rare. That piece, unique no, but of limited mintage, is a thick hunk of silver as well as being a fine piece of modern sculpture. So I bought that small thing for the price of the silver in it. A small markup from that.

If you are really a 'collector' there is a point where you must be come a 'seller' or else you just become a 'horder'. Perhaps you can be sane about your acquisitions and stop when you have enough of something. I get lost into the idea of things to the point of wanting a visual display of it, and for the purposes of layout and design, I attach my thoughts to various design ideas. Sometimes things are accidentally available to allow for a 'new thing' that isn't chincey quite yet (like my fling with Apple Dapplery, Apple Dappery back in February, find links at the demo page.) In the case of stamps, coins, covers, advertisements, old photographs, there is a lot of things that one can rip out of them, pilfer it all in a sense for the new. For example I can imagine in my mind how the coin 'ought' to look. I see a young man, very muscular. He is in full swing. You can't tell his skin color, ethnicity, anything like that. What you can tell is that he is a big bull of a guy and he is just about to knock that ball out of the park for a home run. Is the scene before he swings or after? I suppose one could add in the comic-frame trick of having lines that represent the motion of something. To the side of that will be the fencing behind him as a fringe at one part. There is the first base line, becaus we are looking down it. There is the pitcher's mound. That is where the ball came from. Yet another very handsome muscular guy (because of his stocking and fully muscular, almost unionist propaganda art deco style muscle guy, a real mans-man, ladie's man, dapper fellow but . . . obscured from view by his garmets. He is the pitcher. His mitt is in full view, a comic book quality mitt. In the distance we see a school yard, maybe a jungle gym. There are giant maple trees there along the fringe, hills in the distance, a river perhaps, or a walkway, a street for the people who are going to the game. a flock of birds. At the upper fringe we have the leaf work: the nearby trees. There are birds flying through.

I also picture an American flag. I think that the wind direction indicated by that flag must be important to the story of the picture. Maybe there ought to be multiple flags, each of them with a slightly different direction indicating cyclonic activity and changable weather. Perhaps there is a bird that is nosing around the catchers mound. Is the catcher in view or just his glove? How much of the baseline do we see? We see a bleachers, an old stone wall, maybe there are some sugar-maple taps with buckets on the nearby trees (along part of the fringe.)

Maybe there is a special quality to the wood of the bat? Maybe the ball is an historic ball made at an historic factory? Maybe there is already a runner on first. We would also be able to see the firstbaseman and the crowd as they sit in the bleachers. It would be a schoolyard game, there will boys standing nearby in a dugout. Maybe there is a police man there, too, watching the game, like a Norman Rockwell painting. Perhaps we can see a score board.

Perhaps amoung the buildings visible there is one modeled after the first baseball factory which is down on Marion Street in Natick (I think so). But including that might violate the rulls of the contest.

January 27th, 2013

some day
That faraway hello
   She loved you
 forever
 before you ever
     met her
    and now, it is all a blur
          that stuff that you cared about
    as it were
  doesn't seem to matter any more.
   She came inside.
     she closed the door.
  What was your life like before?

     "Hall-all-lluu"

I'm working on it in my mind, thinking about how to make the music play and the strings to twang along.

Praise the Lord for his unfailing love.

    Praise the Lord just because you love Him!

Praise the Lord!

You know Favorite movie lines?

Wouldn't it be cool if I had a way for users of this page to enter in their favorite movie lines? I am sure that someone is already doing it. I could have made one of my bitbucket pages be that, but I don't let 'the world' post here. you need a password.

I've got you in my sights. How come no one ever writes? try this:

Webster Adminniolli

Web Site Adminstrator

Amillia Publishing Company

PO Box 211

Natick, MA 01760

If you have something real to share, a story, a poem, whatever, that is the best way to get my attention.

  How can I keep loving
    you forever
  when I'm never going to see
       you again?
 I know you are right here
     by my side in my mind
   but in the real world
  you don't know me or remember me.

  I don't look for people like you.
    You just show up 
    and put your big muggish face 
   in my line of sight
       calling me over
    "How can I help you?"
    I'm such a sucker for that.
 You are so f-in awesome.

  It really isn't hard to keep loving
             you
   even though I might never
          meet you here again
      on this earth.

I got nothing more