Raphie Frank :: business artivist

From Brooklyn to Down Under: The Eyes of an Artist

Chrisseserville

Untitled by Chrisseserville (New Zealand)

trishlet writes:
Chrisse’s stream has taught me so much about how life and art can be the same thing, how the lens can merge and translate them. I think it is not that her life is more beautiful than ours but that her sensibility is so closely attuned to all those subtle things that matter, all those things on which elegant sensuality depends. Thank you Chrisse for your eye and nudges toward all that might otherwise go unnoticed.

Caribeth Klemundt
Caribeth Klemundt & Alicia Robles by Raphie Frank

Flitter, Glitter, Jiggle & Jag
11 Compositions, Progressions & Impressions in the key of Z
for translation into sound, image, movement & light
choreography by Caribeth Klemundt somewhere in New York, Ohio or Oregon some time in the future…

Portraits of Uganda
Portraits of Uganda by Brian Reisinger (Brooklyn, New York)

The portrait says: Save the Darfur Puppy
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December 17, 2007 Posted by | 1, Photography | Leave a comment

A Couple Christmas Stories: for Marla Ruzicka, Willie Stargell and a Really Great Dad


Sami and Friends by Sean Sheridan

Dear [friend],

In the holiday spirit, I thought to share these with you. Feel free to pass along to anyone you feel might enjoy them.

Yes Virginia, There is a Santa Claus
excerpt
My answer to you… is that, yes, Virginia, Santa still exists… And how do I know that? I know it always by the childlike faith we cling to that yet makes “tolerable this existence,” and by the intensity of the disappointment we still feel when that faith is injured. For me, at least, Santa Claus exists not just “as certainly as love and generosity and devotion exist,” but perhaps even more so. In fact, it may just be that Santa and the childlike faith he gives us are exactly what make love, generosity and devotion possible in the first place…

A Christmas Story for Marla Ruzicka
There was once a war and many people died. There was also much collateral damage. The people were the collateral. And everyone saw who bothered to look, but pretended they didn’t. But there was one girl, a shining, sprite pixie of a blond with an amber smile who DID notice….

Kindest Regards,
Raphie

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December 17, 2007 Posted by | Storytelling | | 2 Comments

   

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