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

If Dad were alive today…….Entry for September 22, 2006

Posted on May 8, 2009 by George C. Hartman

He would have been 74 today. He would still be living at 121 Whitman street…in his stubborness. He would be retired, healthy and comfortable. There would be photos covering the walls of his 12 children and all their grandkids. He … Continue reading →

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Entry for September 20, 2006

Posted on May 8, 2009 by George C. Hartman

Carol is back in the Hospital.(4TH TIME THIS YEAR) She went in to see Dr. Forbes for a follow-up and he put her BACK in the hospital. She cound not breath again. Oxygen in blood is low. I just got … Continue reading →

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An open Invitation………….Entry for August 31, 2006

Posted on May 8, 2009 by George C. Hartman

In countless ways, the Internet is radically enhancing our access to information and empowering us to share ideas with the entire world. Speech thrives online, freed of limitations inherent in other media and created by traditional gatekeepers. Preserving the Internet’s … Continue reading →

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Prayer for a Safe Pregnancy…….Entry for August 23, 2006

Posted on May 8, 2009 by George C. Hartman

This life you have given us is so tiny, fragile, and vulnerable, safe in the womb of flesh and hope, yet subject to danger. O God of love, creator of life, hear our prayer. We want this baby so much. … Continue reading →

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The OH in Ohio…….Entry for August 14, 2006

Posted on May 8, 2009 by George C. Hartman

A recent shot of Berns twins. It is always so cool to get something from that state..over yonder…in the heart of America…..where they can only simulate the ocean with a “Wave Machine”….where Bagals and pizza are only imitated…where pork roll … Continue reading →

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The jaws update…something to chew on…….Entry for August 10, 2006

Posted on May 8, 2009 by George C. Hartman

A recent letter from Glenn was full of complaints…his dream of teeth had fizzeled….nobody writes him in weeks….other guys eat better than him and have tvs and cd players…Nicole sent very blurry photos…prison sucks and so on and so on….meanwhile … Continue reading →

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Celestial City: Entry for August 9, 2006

Posted on May 8, 2009 by George C. Hartman

A very unhappy man heard of a place called Celestial City, where everyone lived in bliss. Gathering his belongings into several large packages, he traveled until he reached the Citys narrow gate. He tried to enter, but his large packages … Continue reading →

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A prayer for Carol…Entry for August 3, 2006

Posted on May 8, 2009 by George C. Hartman

We humbly ask you dear Lord…to watch over our second mother. Our prayers and thoughts concentrate on her healing…..feeling better….going back home where she belongs…Carol get well soon!!!!

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There will always be darkness……Entry for July 26, 2006

Posted on May 8, 2009 by George C. Hartman

…in our lives. Stages of no way home…where am I….how did I get here…and sometimes it is a comfortable place…I’ve erased my past one hundred times but it is always part of me. In the New York Times yesterday a … Continue reading →

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If I lived in Florida…….July 24, 2006

Posted on May 8, 2009 by George C. Hartman

I would build bird cages and raise families of them. In the hot Summer I would climb my roof towards puffy clouds and photograph the sunsets. It is hot down there now but it is a good hot. The kind … Continue reading →

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