Three Spheres #2 -- sketch by douglas brent smith. From Journal #31, Collaborating In Three Spheres, 1996. While I was drawing this my son Juan, five years old, asked me what I was doing. "Drawing." I said "Can I draw, too?" he asked. "Of course." So here's what he drew:
"Three Spheres #1" sketch by douglas brent smith, 1996. From the journal Collaborating In Three Spheres" 1996. I often save my doodles. Each one is a little story. If the doodles (Hey, they're drawings!) show up in a journal, well they are there a long time. I have not thrown away many journals. I hope that when I am gone that someone saves them...and then when I'm gone I land someplace where I can still draw. Try saving YOUR doodles. Put them in a book. Collect them. They may make you smile some day and will likely help someone to remember you with a smile. -- doug smith
there are times when our imaginations paint pictures better than sunsets play chords more stirring than violin strings times when hearts beat faster sounding panic stilled by its own clock alarming signals ringing clipped wings singular embarrassing defining a new way of being one such time i was prepared for the best of advancing, making progress to reach you it would go so well you'd be able to tell how i feel and you would see the magic in my tricks the longing in my voice the muse for your amusement in that alter place of hyper-reality: high school and none of the rumors had helped my cause, noe of the phone calls brou...
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
