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#37 – via Digital Extrapolation

August 12th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

digital extrapolation

Click for some primitive Flash-iness.

Inorganic #1 – in progress

August 8th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

Inorganic #1 - detail

detail of unfinished piece, acrylic on canvas 3′ x 2′

I’ve never really indulged my painting urge. I yearn off and on for the capacity and thus, occasionally dabble but it remains one of those things least often attended to in my panoply of petty distractions. Maybe four short, concentrated periods prior to this one. As I’ve mentioned too many times before, I grew up feeling incapable of art and something about painting terrifies me.

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Fire Swatch

August 5th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

Fire Swatch

acrylic on paper 2.5″ x 2.5″

Inorganic #2

August 1st, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

Inorganic #2

acrylic on canvas 2.5″ x 3.5″

Upended unreeling
Bereft and unfeeling
There
Up near the ceiling
Am I

Am I?

Exposure

July 29th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

Exposure

acrylic on canvas 2.5″ x 3.5″

Paint as you like and die happy” – Henry Miller

Miss Mel and I, circa aught and eight

July 25th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

Miss Mel and I

Saw a site featuring animated gifs made from photo booth images and I had to try it out.

You can just about hear the gibbering once this thing loads and gets up to speed.

This makes a good soundtrack.

Love you, Punky.
Pappy.

Nothing There –
Pathways From Spirituality

July 22nd, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

Pathways From Spirituality is an ongoing series exploring
the how and why of a life of religious and spiritual disbelief.

Nothing There

I’ve never believed in a god of any sort.

I wasn’t even aware that such a notion existed as a serious reality for most people until the second grade. Oh, I’d heard the word “god,” of course. Many around me were wont to say “goddamn,” “goddammit,” as well as just plain “damn,” so I understood that “god” was a modifier designed to increase the level of damning one was engaged in, even if I wasn’t sure how or why.

Likely my ignorance of religion flourished for the same reason other’s faith did: the household I lived in.

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An Open Letter To My Brain

July 18th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

Open Letter To My Brain
You never stop and
though I love you greatly
it seems that it’s always
what have I done with you lately?

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Ted Schaal’s Compass Rose

July 15th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

Ted Schaal's Compass Rose

In a recent post, I mentioned having worked at a bronze foundry close to 20 years ago (“Lost and Foundry”) and the sense of family that the place left me with, despite all the time and distance that has accrued.

Thanks to Facebook, I have reconnected with a number of the folks I worked along side with (or for) in those days and one of those people is sculptor Ted Schaal.

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Instant Coffee

July 11th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

Instant Coffee

wrap that hand
around that mug
handle mangle squeeze
pour a darkling
draught of drug
black or as you please
sip at steam
and bitter stain
colorize your teeth
now all the day
your breath will hint
at what must lie beneath

Lime Disease

July 8th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

Lime Disease

Lime.

I’ve liked lime since I was a kid. Part of this is undoubtedly due to the perverse attraction I’ve always had for those things not mainstream in my culture: lime, the color purple, rain, Japan. The other reason – the biggest one – is the fact that I just plain love the flavor.

I didn’t get to taste it much, then. I mean, where did you find lime in 1970’s Colorado outside of gin and tonics? Unlike apple, grape, banana, cherry, and orange, flavors that seemed to be in everything, lime was a rare pleasure. It was so rare a flavor, in fact, that I have this horrible, itchy feeling that I first tasted it in Starburst candies.

Yeah, that’s right: Starburst originally came in strawberry, lemon, orange, and LIME.

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Dispatch

July 4th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

Dispatch

Out the window
what do I spy?

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Doin’ the Dog –
Taking the bus to 1970’s California

July 1st, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

Doin' the Dog - short faction by Corey A. Edwards

It must have been the summer of 1974 or so, I would have been five or six. My maternal grandparents hadn’t seen me since I was a baby, so my mom decided it would be a good time for a visit. We didn’t have a lot of money, though, so it would just be mom and I making the trip, my father and older brother would stay home. As a further expression of our finances, mom and I wouldn’t be flying from Northern Colorado to Southern California but busing.

Being wee, I knew none of the reasons behind why we were going. All I knew was, I was going on a big trip for the first time and I couldn’t wait.

You know you’re young when the prospect of taking a bus from Northern Colorado to Los Angeles with your mom sounds like an exciting adventure.

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#36 – sake cup on kashmiri carpet

June 27th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

sake cup on kashmiri carpet

Mined Over Matter

June 24th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

Mined Over Matter - short faction by Corey A. Edwards

“What happens when you send an atheist to interview a faith healer? You tell me – I can’t watch.”


The house bearing the address I was given is a drab, neglected ranch, the yard littered with assorted dingy vehicles, tarp draped filing cabinets, and abandoned appliances in various states of repair. It is the kind of yard from which vicious dogs leap, not the manicured, peaceful zen garden of a new-age professional.

I exit my vehicle tentative with caution.

What the hell am I doing here? I hate this kind of thing; meeting new people is bad enough but interviewing them for an article in a spiritual newsletter is even worse. When I took the job as webmaster for the local, new-age bookstore, I never intended to have to pay this much lip service to the dizzying array of beliefs that are the store’s bread and butter. I’m a total skeptic, an unrepentant atheist, yet here I am, about to interview what amounts to a new-age faith healer.

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Trapped

June 20th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

Trapped

Dolls in an antiques shop; Port Townsend, WA.

Why I Quit Facebook
(for less than a month)

June 17th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

Facebook

I’ve long had a love/hate relationship with the internet.

When I find some part of it inspiring or useful in a constructive fashion, I love it. When I find myself just sopping up its fatty gravy, I hate it. The problem is realizing which is which while online …

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#35 At the Bunkers

June 13th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

At the Bunkers

Fort Worden State Park, Port Townsend, WA.

Usually, I hate graffiti. In that vein, I’m not all that thrilled with this – it’s not about the art, it’s about the placement. I have the same issue with tattoos.

In any case, I liked the execution of this, if not the location of the canvas.

I Never Graduated …

June 10th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

I Never Graduated Kindergarten

I never graduated from preschool. I never graduated from kindergarten. I didn’t graduate from any of the elementary school grades.

Back when and where I went to school, after your sixth grade year, you attended “junior high school,” not “middle school.” I made the transition from grade school to junior high but … I didn’t graduate.

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The Corey Fire Hydrant

June 6th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

Open The Corey

A couple of years back, a friend sent me a picture message on my phone of a Corey fire hydrant. The top had “The Corey” cast in relief upon it. I was intrigued. I’d never seen or heard of such a thing. He’s sent me an image of another, since.

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The Worms

June 3rd, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

The Worms - short fiction by Corey A. Edwards

“Esther discovers a worm on an old, hated quilt … and then the world.”

 
The Worms first entered into what you and I would think of as reality through a quasar catalogued as 3C 279. Quasar 3C 279 does not exist for this purpose nor had it been used so prior; it was just handy at the time.
A mere handful of pinkish-gray, banded, larval forms, no more than two centimeters in length, The Worms are more appropriately referred to in the singular for, despite the apparent lack of connection between bodies, “they” are “it” far more than “it” is “they”.

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Images from an Anacortes Antiques Shop

May 30th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

Ape Tin

 

Halt!Broken Eye

 

BeanyLook

Lost and Foundry – Pt. 2
I, Patineur

May 27th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

hiding behind my beloved turbo-torch

(Part 1 of “Lost and Foundry” can be found here)

The longer I worked at the foundry, the farther I rose up in ranks – whether I wanted to or not – and it wasn’t just because of my abilities.

First there was the appointment to head of Monument Sprue, a change that mainly involved me going to lots of pointless meetings and wandering around the foundry with a clipboard, talking to friends – not because it was part of the job but because the position and clipboard gave me the excuse and camouflage to do so. Then they allowed me to move to patina and, in short order, made me head of that department.

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#34 – Jimbo, Dokuro, & Haino

May 23rd, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

Jimbo Dokuro & Haino

My friend, Jim, nabbed me this cool, old, glass, skull snow-globe thing and brought it up on one of his infrequent but always welcome visits.

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Lost and Foundry – Pt. 1
All Sprued Up

May 20th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

pointing out the obvious in wax sprue

In the mid 90’s I found myself in a very precarious position: the husband in a married team of new parents, unexpectedly locked out of their business by their silent partners for suspicion of embezzlement.

While this presents a story all on its own, suffice it to say that our business partner’s accusations were eventually discovered to be unfounded (the butler did it) but the damage was done and, in the meantime, I needed work!

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#33 – Citipati Thangka

May 16th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

Citipati Thangka

Citipati (“two skeletons – charnel lords)

In Tibetan Buddhism, the Citipati, a pair of intertwined, ecstatically dancing, male and female skeletons, are ascetics who were so lost in meditation that they they were robbed and beheaded by a thief without ever coming out of their trance.

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Sound –
Hey, That’s Not What I Ordered! – Pleasureboaters

May 13th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

Neumos

It’s November, 2007 and at my suggestion, my 12 year-old daughter, Mel, is busy shoving wads of toilet paper into her ear canals.

It’s her first rock concert, you see, and we’ve already walked 20+ blocks from the ferry terminal in downtown Seattle to a place called “Neumos” and here I went and forgot the earplugs.

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Taking You Out for a Spin

May 9th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

This Immortal Coil clear vinyl patterns

I’ve really been enjoying my record collection now that I have a new turntable (a Pro-Ject Debut Carbon – incredible value for the price) and, from time to time, have encountered a few aspects of listening to rekkids that you just don’t get with any other medium – especially with the now ubiquitous digital files!

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“for after the divorce”

May 6th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

Poking about my “writings” folder, I discovered this piece entitled “for after the divorce,” written circa 2006. Intrigued I read it and was stunned by both its honesty and darkness. I knew I wanted to share it but I wasn’t sure why and so I mothballed it again until I understood the urge. There are some uncomfortable moments here and so much has changed in my life – all for the better! – why dredge up the clotted ichor of the past?

I eventually realized that the urge to share it had to do with the realization that we are so often capable of pulling ourselves out of the deepest and darkest places. Very shortly after this was written – a few months or more – I started that elusive career and, though my marriage did fall apart and even harder times were to come, it was an adventure that has led me to the amazing place I am now.

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#32 – Social Media

May 2nd, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

Social Media

Corpocopia

April 29th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

Corpocopia by Corey A. Edwards

Gregg discovers it’s what’s inside that matters … but it’s up to Emmy to clean up the mess.

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Sound –
My First Pop Record: Blondie – “Parallel Lines”

April 22nd, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

In early spring of this year, I returned to my hometown for a short visit with family and friends. During the visit, I managed to collect two recordings of my youth, one of which is the first, full-length, pop-music album I ever purchased: Blondie’s “Parallel Lines.”

Blondie - Parallel LinesBlondie - Parallel Lines

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POINK! Spring-Loaded, Japanese Robot Fists!

April 18th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

Poink! Spring-Loaded, Japanese Robot Fists!

Goofing around with the detail collage for my post on the “Instrucciones” poster inspired me to create a few fun (and totally stupid) products utilizing an iconic graphic from one of the instruction sheets: a spring-loaded, Japanese robot fist flying through the air!

I dunno about you but I’m definitely getting one of the shirts

Poink! Spring-Loaded, Japanese Robot Fists!

http://www.cafepress.com/coreyshead – Enjoy!

Sound –
Werner Müller and His Orchestra – “Percussion In The Sky”

April 15th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

In early spring of this year, I returned to my hometown for a short visit with family and friends. During the visit, I managed to collect two recordings of my youth, one of which is the album I can pinpoint as having been instrumental (*snicker*) in awakening my interest in sound.

Werner Müller and His Orchestra - Percussion In The SkyWerner Müller and His Orchestra - Percussion In The Sky

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Slasher Astronaut

April 11th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

Slasher Astronaut

We received a big tub of cast-off toys for the boys from their grandparents and, going through it to see what to keep for them and what to send off to either Goodwill or the big toybox in the sky, I ran across what I am now referring to as “Slasher Astronaut.”

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What Is Stereophonic Sound?

April 8th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

What Is Stereophonic Sound?

Cobbled together from many different sources, most vintage hi-fi/stereo ads, this graphic initially started off as one of my desperate, weekly attempts to come up with an interesting Facebook cover/avatar.

What Is Stereophonic Sound?

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Sinking In

April 4th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

Sinking In

I’m not sure what would possess someone to simply abandon a vehicle to the woods but, I guess, if one had little regard for the environment and even less money …

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Rootless, Fancy Free – short absurd fiction

April 1st, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

Rootless, Fancy Free by Corey A. Edwards

 

Margie’s interest in genealogy knows no bounds. None at all.

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Instrucciones – Installment of Robot

March 28th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

Instrucciones - Detail collage

My interest in Japanese toys has very little to do with actually playing with them.

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Collapse

March 25th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

Bare wood ceiling with tatters

I have read that it is natural to feel a little uneasy around abandoned buildings, as our instincts promote an awareness of potential danger: why was this place, which was once considered safe to inhabit, left vacant and to rot?

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#30 with CD Collection, 2013

March 21st, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

Self Portrait with cd Collection 2013.jpg

When I was your age the TV went:
“Raaaaaaatch! Ka-tchk-tchk-tchk-tchk!”

March 18th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

Raaaaaaatch! Ka-tchk-tchk-tchk-tchk!

I recently saw a t-shirt (online, of course) that read: “When I was your age the internet went “Skawee Reweert!” I laughed out loud … and still find it odd that I must clarify that by adding: no, really.

But I can go one better: when I was your age the TV went “Raaaaaaatch! Ka-tchk-tchk-tchk-tchk!”

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Ghosts of Blogging Past

March 12th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

here's looking at your skull, baby

I’m sitting on the deck, having my nightcap and checking out the e-verse via my schmaht phone, when an email comes in from a friend: “Hey Corey, I think your blog got hacked.”

Before I can bring my site up to see what they’re talking about, I get a chat from another friend: “Has your blog been hacked?”

Oh, crap.

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Looking a gif horse in the …

March 11th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

sniffin and gibberin

Continuing the theme of a previous post, in late 2005/2006 I began to play with myself … in Photoshop using animated gifs. I used obscure Japanese toys and my own face as subjects most of the time because very little else in the world around me was as outlandish or as willing to be made to look so.

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#29 – Off The Wall

March 7th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

Nestled

Strange Toys I Have Known:
Sole of Godzilla’s Gang

March 4th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

Godzilla's Gang

A while back I brought Nokogirin and Godzilla’s Gang to your collective attention. What I didn’t mention is that Nokogirin was not the only of the series I’d managed to round up. Minus the eponymous member, I have managed to “collect them all!”™

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With Abandon

February 27th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

No Diamonds, Just Rust

I went on a walk with my daughter this last weekend to a couple of areas right near my house just littered with abandoned materials. I only had my iphone but managed to capture enough interesting shots to let me know I need to go back with my real camera …

Radiate

Radiated

Radiator

Peacoat

February 25th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

Peacoat

My peacoat eats.
Its pockets, worn with extra nostrils,
frayed and torn, in which to drop
so many things. A wooly plop
past satin strings to gutters dark
and snakes of lint, upon which never
light does glint.

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Kaleidosgokin

February 20th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards