by Alex Pullen | Dec 18, 2013 | writing
They say an Artist’s role in life, is to hold a mirror up to society. Others say Art, is a hammer with which, we smash the mirror itself… I stand in a room full of mirrors, holding a hammer… Shall I wield it? Or ditch it, and find a more subtle...
by Alex Pullen | Nov 7, 2013 | Photography, Poetry, The Grotto
With no one else present I relate to the Self. Full-brimming with emotional solvents I dissolve all thats left. Riding no-hands smiling beneath a clipped crescent moon… With so much room, so much room beneath myself and above the sky so black and bluely true....
by Alex Pullen | Oct 9, 2013 | Photography, Poetry, The Grotto
Patience is the science of peace. I stand here writing a love poem to the world, on the street corner of a grocery store. Watching the cars drive by, sweeping leaves away from the sliding glass door. Inside I feel the lights, the hours, the familiar faces… I...
by Alex Pullen | Sep 27, 2013 | Poetry, The Grotto
A state of being, an art of non-thinking, A quiet meditation. Walking silently, aware of a billion sensations. Fine tuned, humming harmony, subtlety and with grace. Gently suspended between two goddess elms. They hold me protected and I settle into the moment. An...
by Alex Pullen | Jul 26, 2013 | Photography, Poetry, The Grotto
I’ve left my home and journeyed to the other side I’ve gone where others told me not to go I’ve climbed the tall peaks of humanity and delved into their depths And to get there I traversed through my own heart there upon the crux I sat and looked...
