Now: Here: This July 7, 2006
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Sky Pape
Inwood , New York City
The Holocaust Tower, Jewish Museum, Berlin
photograph
A bit of text from the "Topography of Terror" exhibit, at the site of what used to be SS and Gestapo Headquarters.
"...[the Gestapo] was the most important state executive organ of the Nazis for opression and murder. It was responsible for combating political opponents. To this end it made use of so-called "protective custody", which allowed it to arrest suspects without a judge's warrant and commit them to concentration camps...Aside from fighting political opponents, the Gestapo also participated with the SS in oppressing the population of the occupied territories and murdering Jews, Gypsies, homosexuals, and other "unpopular" groups within the population."
Joel Adas
Williamsburg, Brooklyn
Pole with Wires (A Windy Day)
colored pencil
On my mind right now is the importance of vitality in art. I would like my work to be as alive as possible. The best art has this effect on me, it vibrates with life and love.
Peter Ferko
Washington Heights, New York City
(left) collage
(right) untitled (Third Avenue windows)
photographs
Most important thing on my mind? The polarities: having a show open, good; hearing teenagers everywhere I go yelling mindless, meaningless, or uneducated obscenities, bad.
From the Upanishads:
In the secret cave of the heart, two are seated
By life's fountain. The separate ego
Drinks of the sweet and bitter stuff,
Liking the sweet, disliking the bitter,
While the supreme Self drinks sweet and bitter
Neither liking this nor disliking that.
The ego gropes in darkness, while the Self
Lives in light...
-Katha Upanishad, translated by Eknath Easwaran
PP
New York City
Note to Self
digital collage
Summer evenings are so delicious, get out in them more often. That, with
trees are magic. Is the strength of them because of memory or are they
just plain beautiful?
a sermon
with hand gestures
in the summer trees
- Kobayashi Issa, 1820
Stephen Beveridge
Washington Heights, New York City
Beherre
collage
My mind is occupied by thoughts of deportation. I wake up at 3 am and review my memories of the events of 1978 which are threatening my resident status. I rehash and rehearse and have to make a supreme effort to be here now. This painting just exploded Friday morning. If it wasn't for art I'd be adrift in a churning sea of my own thoughts.
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