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Awkward Climb

  "Must be January." "Yep." "That's when you work on and think about collages the most." "Correct." "Good times." "Indeed." I look out the window. Snow. Not Chicago level snow, but still snow. Colder than usual. Later than usual. If life is a collage, the picture is still forming. It will be there even when we're not looking. Even when we're not there." Awkward Climb -- collage by Douglas Brent Smith, 1997

Invite The Whole Crowd

  Invite The Whole Crowd - collage by Douglas Brent Smith, 1997

Mr. Earth Head

  Howard kept looking for a light post but could not find one. Auto correct attempted to install one but it had lips. "What's wrong with this picture?" Harry asked him.  "For every missing piece," said Howard, proving that NOTHING was wrong, "...there is room for something new and unexpected." "Well, that's unexpected," said Harry. Mr. Earth Head - collage by Douglas Brent Smith, 1997

Getting Away From It All

  The picture was easier than the trip. No shoes, no shirt, no service, and no oxygen. But was the trip worth taking? Could they truly get away from it all? Of course. Here they are. Where are you? Getting Away From It All - collage by Douglas Brent Smith, 1997

Following Form

  Have you spent much time in the forest? Any forest certainly one big enough to get lost in. I remember one time in the late 1970's hiking with Diane Dare and getting lost in the forest. At least I was lost. It's harder to navigate in the friend zone. This car in the picture was probably new at the time, 1997. I think it's lost. Following Form, collage by Douglas Brent Smith, 1997

slips, trips, and falls

  Globes, at one time, were everywhere. Then, they kept changing. Especially in Africa but also everywhere. Names, boundaries, the "natural order" of the planet kept changing as we kept spinning. It's easy to believe that things are stable, durable, resilient. Instead, motion is the natural order. But, you knew that, didn't you? When was the last time that you saw a globe? slips, trips, and falls - collage by Douglas Brent Smith, 1996

World's Beyond

  It does not take any drug taking to realize that we live in a world inside a world beyond a world we will ever fully understand. Does that concern, or amuse you? World's Beyond - collage by Douglas Brent Smith - 1996

Never Lost In A Crowd

  "You'll find her." "How?" "It will be intuitive. Instinctive. Natural. Easy. You will find her. And, when you do everything will change. You will wonder what you've been doing until this point on some other plane on some other reality not yet you." "That's a lot to hope for." "It's not a hope if you're sure. It's a certainty." "When?" "When the time is right." You could be lost in a crowd, but you'll always be found. Your spirit is always looking for you. Never Lost In A Crowd - collage by douglas brent smith from Journal #31, 1996

Everything Is Fine In Our Department

Everything Is Fine In Our Department - collage by douglas brent smith from Journal #31, Collaborating In Three Speres, 1996.

Framed By A Notion

 Framed By A Notion, Collage by douglas Brent smith, 1996

Worldly Contemplations

  Worldly Contemplations -- collage by douglas brent smith, 1996

Serenade

 Serenade - collage by douglas brent smith

Back it up?

Desire without discipline is disappointing. -- doug smith

no surprise

is it any wonder our      thoughts stack      over-lapping on      top of one another      some vast library caught in      an earthquake of                                 dreaming      out of order when      was the last time you      were truly alone?                 25 July 1988       

A Question of Survival

  Collage: A Question of Survival, 11 February 1980, douglas brent smith

morning details

part of this nutritious breakfast: a quiet time an hour of thought  three sometimes four layers of cereal in the bowl (always the  same bowl and the one spoon) morning details to center the day a strong slender tower rising to face the resilient serial motions of standing tall a prayer before the first bite vitamin, juice, black coffee the soft gentle snoring of my son in the next room peaceful, still birds sing familiar tunes clapping this day this tree of living this world at five forty-five and the morning is alive with details. 29 March 1988 All the horses in collageland - collage by douglas brent smith

Cavalier Club at Large

  Cavalier Club at Large -- collage by douglas brent smith, 1995 From Journal #30, Operation Fresh Start, 1995. NOTES: I've owned (or co-owned) four Chevy Cavaliers and loved every single one. I've loved them so much that I even contemplated forming a Cavalier Club -- or maybe finding one that already existed. Such charming little cars. Basic, the last one I owned had wind-up windows. Fun to drive, a bit sporty without being too fast (can a car be too fast?).  My favorite was a blue 1987 station wagon version of a Cavalier. It had an old, permanent smell that was not at all unpleasant. I loved that car and commuting to work in Trevose in that car and it was named Bluebird. Sometimes I would sit in Bluebird and eat my lunch in the parking lot of UFLIC on Street Road.  I was recently in that parking lot again for a gig with CareerTrack and another for the college but I barely recognized the building or the lot because they had changed so much. Still, the vibes were good. I ...

How Is All of this Possible?

  How Is All of this Possible? -- collage by douglas brent smith, 1995. From the journal Operation Fresh Start, 1995.

Juggling Competing Priorities

  Juggling Competing Priorities -- collage by douglas brent smith, 1995.

A Stroll Around The Crystal

  A Stroll Around The Crystal, collage by douglas brent smith, 4 December 1979.