Love Cincinnati.
- October 11th, 2010
- By Sya
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Love Cincinnati.
Archive for the ‘About the Artist’ Category

Twice a year in March and September, Rattle releases an eIssue, a special newsletter featuring original poems and interview excerpts from upcoming issues, selected e-reviews, and artwork. I was approached by editor, Timothy Green, to consider submitting some of my fractal artwork as this issues Featured Artist and I enthusiastically agreed! Inside, you'll find a collection of fractals as well as an artist's bio and short introduction to my work. It's now available for download as a free PDF file, so please do check it out, not only for the eye-candy, but for the mind-candy as well!
P.S. Past eIssues are available for download here.
Get yourself a copy of this book! No, not because Erecting the New Zion adorns the cover, but because the poetry and prose on the pages within evoke a dream-like and surrealistic portrait of life and love in America.
Some reviews:
Each portion forming a reduced-size copy of the whole, a fractal is forever fragmented, both chaotic and ordered, endlessly complex. Timothy Green’s American Fractal sees this pattern emerge from the fabric of modern culture, as it navigates the personal, the political, and the metaphysical, in a lyric dreamscape in which an eerie chaos lurks just behind the façade of order—where “what looks like / a river…could be a log,” “…as if accident were / the fundamental attribute of life.” In separate poems, one man sells ad space on his forehead, while another examines the multitudes of his own voice on an audio cassette recorder. Each life is but another section of the fractal, the past and the future two mirrors that face each other to perpetuate the illusion of infinites. At turns evocative and sweetly ironic, Green straddles the line between accessibility and complexity, exploring “how the wind whispers our secrets,” how “that little tremor” of understanding “touches your sleeve, lets go.”
“The poems in Timothy Green’s American Fractal find love within love; landscape within landscape; the ‘I’ and ‘you’ nestled within the bigger ‘I’ and ‘you.’ Unpredictable, uproarious, and true to the wonder of the moment, Green’s poems are chockfull of magical imagery that blurs the waking and dream life.” —Denise Duhamel, author of Queen for a Day and Kinky
“Looking for the order within disorder, Timothy Green would “wake the body from its only available dream.” Green appreciates how strange this order can be, and that the extraordinary is the hallmark of the individual. In these poems, a man auctions his forehead as ad space, cutlery rains from the sky, spiders devour their mother: in other words, here is life.” —Bob Hicok, author of This Clumsy Living

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Thought I'd share some pictures I took on our day trip to Louisville…

The vivid color of the grass, the sky, and trees seemed almost other-worldly, especially since it's all new terrain to me.

Decided to take a back route to avoid a traffic backup, but we're adventurous and we've got GPS so we sallied forth across the country-side. So beautiful this time of year!

Not bad for a drive-by snapshot, eh?

Sometimes I start feeling a little car-sick when we're driving down all these curving roads that wind through the hills. There's no horizon line to focus on.

Creepy cemetery – another drive-by shot, literally right outside the passenger window. It's located on a hill, but the plots are just way too close to the road, so you wind up feeling thankful that you were never granted that x-ray vision you prayed for as a kid. I was keeping my eyes peeled for zombie parts digging their way out of the stone retaining wall. No such luck.

Cincinnati has given me a new appreciation for bridges – Louisville has some beauts too.

Note the interesting cloud pattern…

Louisville, as we found out, is a highly-cultured area filled with galleries, indie shops and excellent cuisine!

The breathtaking Aegon Center, which claims to be the tallest building in KY.

Another view of the Aegon as we drove by.

A view of the city lit up at night from across the Ohio River.
We took the 275 loop through Indiana on our way up to Flint, MI on Saturday. These are some of the pictures I took while on the road.

My youngest daughter, Michaela, and her gecko

Oldest daughter, Brienna

It was a cloudy day…

…the girls called the plant “Cloudmaker”



I tried to get a shot of it as we crossed the bridge so you could see the river.

Michael offered to pull over so I could get a closeup shot of the backside. I thought the effect of the silhouettes against the cloudy sky was hauntingly beautiful.


I have found myself more and more fascinated with the ways in which mankind has built up civilizations in adaptation/congruence/juxtaposition with nature. Because of this, I have been more apt to take pictures of nature that include the man-made, where last year I might have tried to crop out stuff like signs, water towers, power lines, etc.


The clouds were putting on quite a display.


On the way back to Cincinnati, the clouds were still abundant and ominous. This was a random shot out the window of a moving vehicle, but I like it.
