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This is a bare-bones directory now, just the first post from each category along with its excerpt, just slapped together to have something for this week’s Activity. Styling and more details will be added in after procrastination phase is completed.
The posts are typed by category, like “Unentitled” is divided into ‘installments’, “That’s my Way” comes in ‘segments’, &tc. The type-names in are substituted for the wildcard %post% in the real menu at the bottom of each post, which enables you to jump to the previous or next category post, or its Home Page and other things:
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Each %post% like ‘Unentitled 01’ &tc. has its own introductory home page, which tells what’s going on during that week, maybe introduces or explains the %post%, and links to it. With this menu you can hop move sequentially through the %posts% of the same %category% with or without going through their introductory home pages. The button labeled “this home” links to the home page of the currently-being-viewed %post%. To view this current week’s home page, use the Home button in the top menu bar. To view the %posts% nonsequentially, use the “all %category%” button, to hop to other categories, use the “all Dixon’s button.
Long ago, upon a time, I thought I was a poet, and thought certain things, in the Realm of True Poetry, to be true: Poetry is an art form, so therefore bears responsibility to touch as many lives deeply as possible, and the . . .
This story’s called, “That’s my Way”. There’s a whole great big other reason why it’s called “That’s my Way” like that, with the “my” not capitalized. . . . But, that’s another story. This story’s about a sweeping reform I once initiated in the whole state education system, top down. But the next time I went stirring things up over there . . .
I wished I had Dad’s picture; I’d sought it everywhere. So I made this practice piece, exhibit number one of my new invention, Industrial Art, as a tribute to my father and to the fondness he gave me for gazing at artpieces.
Diégo el Ciégo Dixon Stuelke © 2024 Zero — “Foreword” Here is the coversheet of the manuscript: , which is barely readable on desktop screen. On mobile, way too small. Cropping out just the strip: , doesn’t help much. The only way to make it good on mobile is to crop each panel […]
A Wild Goatee can be troublesome. Children stare, parents glare, police beware. Friendly faces are rare, usually wild with hair. A Wild Goatee gets into your food, or your food into it, whichever. A Wild Goatee wants to jump in spinning power tools, and, occasionally, captures a bee. It’s not a good look to sport, given its only advantage is ease of grooming.
The first piece of Essential Art is a practice piece, to see what the paint would do, intended to be a wood, but it doesn’t look like trees. The green band at the bottom is where I put too much paint in the blob and had to wipe it back off. The stuff below that is supposed to be reflections on a pond.
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