“It is through Art and through Art only that we can realize our perfection; through Art and Art only that we can shield ourselves from the sordid perils of actual existence.”
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I was born in New Hampshire and grew up in Massachusetts, a place with a lot of history and natural beauty. Our first house was built in the 1770s in the town of Sharon and had a turkey farm until about 1960. One of my favorite childhood memories is of my mother playing the piano while summer birds sang in the fragrant apple tree outside the window, a gentle snow of pink and white petals floating down in the sunlight. This vision returns to me in dreams sometimes. Most of my sense of meaning comes from experiences of beauty with a texture of the unique and intentional, like instruction from a parallel reality.
I spend a good deal of time reading, listening to music and getting exercise, mostly by riding my bike around town. There are few things nicer than a day in Golden Gate Park, especially near the drum circle and what my friend Joshua calls “Hippy Hill.
The other day I visited an anagram generator, and typed in my full name. Below are some of the more amusing things it generated.
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