Category Archives: Gallery

Display of my paintings and works by family.

A Modest Proposal

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There’s an alternative to facilitating gun silencer purchases as Congress has considered. It would be to promote noise-canceling earbuds for fans of gun sport, thus not suppressing noise and flash. Hobbyist shooters would be protected from compromised hearing, while civilians … Continue reading

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Who wants to die a sad and broken person?

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Who wants to die a sad and broken person like Melville — show of hands? One berates the ether doggedly with “this is me” effluvia. When, what, how much to reveal vexes continuously. Thrust, parry, withdraw, resurge, repeat. To trim … Continue reading

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Variation on a theme — for the daughters

Which came first, the chicken or the egg? The egg came first. A hen is only an egg’s way of making another female. (Deference to Samuel Butler) (C) 2018 James Mansfield Nichols. All rights reserved.

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The Painted Word

In my twenties I fantasized an artistic project called “The Painted Word” — standing language on its head by meticulously brushing it on canvas. (I didn’t know until later that Tom Wolfe had used the phrase for the title of … Continue reading

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“Life is complicated…”

“Life is complicated. It’s filled with nuance. It’s unsatisfying. If I believe in anything, it is doubt.” (Anthony Bourdain)

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LinkedOut

I’d like to record how fruitless my multi-year meander in LinkedIn has proven. Full disclosure: I never sought employment on LinkedIn. My work history doesn’t define me — I’ve disliked most of my jobs. Why trot out a lackluster record … Continue reading

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Drawling

One time I helped tend bar at a gala hosted by my father in the historic building that tripled as his studio, gallery, and dwelling. A man I knew by reputation, but not personally, appeared at my countertop and asked … Continue reading

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