Author Archives: George C. Hartman

About George C. Hartman

Redesiging design, coloring outside the lines, rolling down hills, figuring out strange people, dreaming in black and white, photographing in black and white, juggling, body surfing, fantasy football, painting, design, digital art and photo manipulation, green oceans, blue oceans, museums, discovering small towns, biking, beach, relationships that tear my heart out, bad poetry, movie making and BLOGGING

I Am Henryk

Posted on January 3, 2020 by George C. Hartman

I Am Henryk based on a true story A Screenplay by George Hartman OPENING CREDITS ROLL MUSIC: An elaborate electronic space sound. Smooth and as continuous as the moving camera’s journey to earth. EXT: Deep in the universe, far from … Continue reading →

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The Fourth Wall

Posted on January 2, 2020 by George C. Hartman

I’m allergic to all the moral corruption that has rained down upon me last few years (sneezes) and Ive become misanthropic. I used to hike in high north Jersey trails and now I drive past them. I used to ride … Continue reading →

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Family Icon

Posted on September 16, 2019 by George C. Hartman

Perhaps the most iconic image in the family. Made the background of many photos taken in the house. An oil painting of Fredrick J. Gill, Westfield police department. I have no idea who painted it, nor of the date it … Continue reading →

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wall murals seen

Posted on September 10, 2019 by George C. Hartman

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the space between

Posted on August 27, 2019 by George C. Hartman
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Rigor mortis

Posted on October 8, 2018 by George C. Hartman

I know know this: Bobby Orr killed Bernie. Many decades ago I always thought it was his mother. Bobby Orr is dead now too. He died in a drug deal gone bad in New York City and they found his … Continue reading →

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Sleep Log #612

Posted on July 4, 2018 by George C. Hartman

i have been sleeping alot. is there such a thing as too much? too much time travel? too much darkness? well surprise these dreams were filled with sunlight and the sunlight wasn’t from a nuclear attack on nyc. one year … Continue reading →

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Sleep Log #15

Posted on July 1, 2018 by George C. Hartman

writers blog:dry humid desert. empty for weeks solution: make an assignment Assignment: unemployment dreams Begin: when it all finally happened it wasn’t like losing jobs that I had in the past. That sudden splash of cold water in your face-that … Continue reading →

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we ended up here

Posted on March 2, 2018 by George C. Hartman

we ended up here, up here on these cliffs and ledges up here on the verge of our autumns winter The patch of grass we grew together almost too green and lush here where the perfect pavers interlock perfect stone … Continue reading →

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Grandpa

Posted on March 1, 2018 by George C. Hartman

I’ve always been a firm believer in the “It takes a village” approach to raising children. When I was much younger at least I remember we had quite a village at home. Two grandfathers, two grandmothers, aunts,uncles and cousins and … Continue reading →

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