• Little Richard

    Those Fabulous Fifties

    By: Charles Giuliano - Aug 25th, 2016

    Back in the Fifties rock and roll incinerated my generation. Nobody smoked it like that wild child Little Richard.

  • Gloom and Doom

    Hard Times

    By: Charles Giuliano - Jul 28th, 2016

    Dark shadows forecast gloom and doom. But we can't have it both ways

  • Putin Make Me Puke

    Art of the Steal

    By: Charles Giuliano - Jul 27th, 2016

    That big bad bear Vladimir Putin? Not to worry. The Donald will invite him to the Trump golf course in Scotland. Over a fine single malt they will decide the fate of the world. Just another deal. So a few people get hurt.

  • Checkout Counter

    Gaming the System

    By: Charles Giuliano - Jul 27th, 2016

    They call Florida God's Waiting Room.

  • Surfing Tsunami

    All Shook Up

    By: Charles Giuliano - Jul 27th, 2016

    Lately it seems that a tsunami of bad luck has been crashing over our friends.

  • First Light

    The Shadow Catcher

    By: Charles Giuliano - Jul 26th, 2016

    Things that go bump in the night so different in the clear light of day.

  • Fast Eddy

    Catch Him If You Can

    By: Charles Giuliano - Jul 23rd, 2016

    My friend Fast Eddy a Jewish/Indian is always on the go. His friends, who he calls "kids," hear from him by e mail about twenty times a day. There are more updates than AP or UPI. But you sense that he truly loves each and every one of us.

  • Perhaps

    Then Again Perhaps Not

    By: Charles Giuliano - Jul 23rd, 2016

    He was angry and demanded answers. To which there was a diffident response that infuriated him all the more.

  • The Fate of Water

    Dune and Gloom

    By: Stephen Rifkin - Jul 22nd, 2016

    My work is an engagement with the concept, a poem.

  • Losing My Marbles

    Not Just Conceptual Art

    By: Charles Giuliano - Jul 21st, 2016

    To celebrate my retirement I hung a retrospective of some 100 photos in a show called Last Call. On that occasion in 2005 my artist friend Thad Beal gave me a gift of a box of marbles in anticipation of the impending downward spiral. It was funny at the time but now more real with every passing day.

  • Raeford Liles

    My Oldest Friend

    By: Charles Giuliano - Jul 20th, 2016

    Down and out on the Lower East side my Godfather, Raeford Liles, saved my ass. A former military man he got things done. On Sunday nights we worked a bar then celebrated with outrageours garden parties. He mixed the sangria in a waste basket and we grilled burgers with screen and a bed spring over charcoal. Still crazy after all these years my oldest friend has turned 93.

  • Madam President

    Broken Glass

    By: Charles Giuliano - Jul 29th, 2016

    Growing up I was told that I could be anything I wanted to be. Including President of the United States of America. It didn't pan out.

  • After the Rain

    No Man's Land

    By: Charles Giuliano - Jul 31st, 2016

    During the worst of it we leaped into a crater.

  • Depression Glass

    Letting Go

    By: Charles Giuliano - Aug 17th, 2016

    Buy low and sell high I thought decades ago. Planned to make a fortune on depression glass. Bought cheap at Revere Flea Market. We used some but not all of it every day.

  • Journey

    Here to Beyond

    By: Charles Giuliano - Aug 16th, 2016

    The journey of an artist is not a straight line. Guided by an inner compass the creative path twists and turns. Initial plans morph and change as the work follows its own momentum.

  • The Walk To The Paradise Garden

    Seasonal Reflection

    By: Stephen Rifkin - Aug 14th, 2016

    Verse for a summer's day.

  • On the Beach

    Making Waves

    By: Charles Giuliano - Aug 10th, 2016

    Bracing against a ferocious Nor' easter. Elders closing ranks and holding fast resisting crashing waves.

  • Bald Eagle

    Prophetic Predator

    By: Charles Giuliano - Aug 08th, 2016

    The giant bald eagle feasted on my flesh.

  • Swamp Talk

    Muck Slinging

    By: c - Aug 05th, 2016

    There's no reasoning with a swamp lizard.

  • King Kong

    Riff and That

    By: Charles Giuliano - Aug 03rd, 2016

    Rumble in the jungle on the run for life an limb.

  • Floral Oracle

    Plucking Petals

    By: Charles Giuliano - Aug 02nd, 2016

    The quandry of youthful romance and its floral oracle.

  • Pratfalls

    Mistakes as Art

    By: Charles Giuliano - Aug 02nd, 2016

    Our cousin Edward was a strange kid. He would trust his fingers a if to poke our eyes. Then stop short and with a derange laugh exclaim "It slipped." When Pip and I phone or echange e mails we often use "It Slipped." The phrase evokes all the near misses of daily life off the rails.

  • Up in Smoke

    Dawn’s Early Light

    By: Charles Giuliano - Aug 01st, 2016

    With compassion the major offered the condemned men a last cigarette.

  • Unconventional

    Trumped Up Wife

    By: Charles Giuliano - Jul 19th, 2016

    Melania, a stunning fashonista, pay-for-play wife of The Donald spoke with elegance and chilly poise. Nothing personal. Dressed for success unleashed on fools we mortals be. Until, next news cycle, it seems she plagarized Michelle Obama the current first lady.

  • Here and Now

    Reality Check

    By: Charles Giuliano - Jul 19th, 2016

    Reporting for duty as ordered. Useless to resist.

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