John Palcewski's Journal

Departure

: forioscribe; November 24th, 7:37

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Please Don't Stop Loving Me

: forioscribe; November 23rd, 13:51

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Mother

: forioscribe; November 23rd, 13:48

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Don Quixote

: forioscribe; November 23rd, 10:10

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The Door Will Always Be Open

: forioscribe; November 22nd, 11:31

What A Man's Gotta Do

: forioscribe; November 22nd, 7:49

The disturbing events of the past couple of weeks have brought back a flood of recollections of my marriage to Barbara in Amarillo, Texas, in the early 60s when I was still in the Air Force. In the following years we made frequent visits to her parents’ farm near the small town of Woodbine, about 15 or 20 miles south of the Red River.

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One Less Grandchild To Cry About

: forioscribe; November 22nd, 5:56

Lara and Stephen in happier times. The IP of Anonymous, below, is San Antonio, Texas. The comment is likely from Barbara, my ex-wife.

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Flagitiousness

: forioscribe; November 21st, 12:06

I made these images, I think, in 1979, before the evaporation of the illusion of happiness. They are my children, Lara and Stephen, and Barbara, my wife at the time. After the divorce, she moved the children permanently to Texas, while I stayed behind in Pennsylvania. Her decision, not mine. I visited the children in Houston once or twice a year, which was all I could afford, given the child support payments I was determined to maintain.

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Fellini's Angel

: forioscribe; November 19th, 7:48

The last version still did not satisfy me, so I reworked it again. I've lost count of how many I've done so far. But I'll keep tweaking it until it's how I want it to be.

Decade

: forioscribe; November 14th, 18:23

Coming up is the ten-year anniversary of my first sight of Isola d’ Ischia. Below is a video I took of the ferryboat coming into the harbor. Yes, I know. The camera shake is quite distracting and I need to work on a more professional shooting style. You might say this is more like a record shot, like you take at family gatherings or at Christmas, which has mainly personal significance.

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Dreaming At Sorgeto

: forioscribe; November 5th, 8:57

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Shaggy Dogs Story

: forioscribe; November 5th, 8:43

Ascent

: forioscribe; November 4th, 8:54

"...ones own ideal self, that which one is called to be, and
draws to the ascent of the levels of inner life..."

--In response to a post by

seraphimsigrist

A Most Serious and Unsmiling Cat

: forioscribe; October 26th, 10:43

A young woman named Gia escorted me up a narrow, carpeted stairway to the second floor of a brownstone on Manhattan’s upper east side. George Plimpton was barefoot, in a loose fitting t-shirt and pale bluejeans, dictating to a young man who tapped rapidly on a laptop.

Gia told Plimpton, "You should put on a shirt." It was more a command than a suggestion.

Plimpton absently nodded, ran his hand through his shock of silver hair. "I suppose you're right," he said, and headed for the bedroom.