Category Archives: Self Portrait

Mixed Greens

Posted on March 19, 2012 by George C. Hartman

In this dream I am painting a huge steel bridge by myself. There is a date etched in one of the concrete supports that says; “1960” It is very hard work with scaffolds and ladders in all kinds of weather. … Continue reading →

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“A Mask of Myself” the Rotten Tomato Interview

Posted on January 13, 2012 by George C. Hartman

Interviewer: So are you comfortable? N.Dusk: What? What? With my life? In this chair? Is this the first question? What? Interviewer: In that chair. N.Dusk: Oh, yeah sure. That light is kinda in my eyes. Interviewer: Oh sure sorry. There … Continue reading →

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waiting for Big Moon

Posted on April 23, 2011 by George C. Hartman

When I woke up Kryha said “Those poor Japanese people” and here it was eight or so days later and we are still captivated by the news. But when it is the first thing you say when you wake up … Continue reading →

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Desperate Houswives

Posted on January 28, 2011 by George C. Hartman

Act 1 Scene 6 A dimly lit restaurant in Soho New York. Butch and Coco are sitting in the corner, the only patrons. It is well past closing time. A waitress is nervously walking back and forth sometimes stopping and … Continue reading →

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you made me smile

Posted on January 13, 2011 by George C. Hartman

An anthology of our love. Drawn crinkled Curtains. Capacious day. Another in and out cloud-filled sky. I’m sick and tired of writing about my rapturous crap. Drowning In my own self-pity.(my real)curiosity is Of your soft inner thighs(and the smell) … Continue reading →

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winter solace

Posted on January 13, 2011 by George C. Hartman

Today was fuzzy socks under a tall tree of solitude long branches dipping into sandy creek reflections of sun and who I am Today is over in a sea of yellow orange love that I intend oh, distant heart distant … Continue reading →

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A fans journey

Posted on December 31, 2010 by George C. Hartman

Update, 8:26 a.m. ET, 12/31: Nobody can really ever understand someone else’s passion unless it is theirs. We all have, need, and want diversions from everyday life and strife and this is one of mine. It has consistently annoyed people … Continue reading →

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The House with the Knife in the Window

Posted on December 8, 2010 by George C. Hartman

The House with the Knife in the Window was every childs worse nightmare because once upon a forever my brother Glenn came home one day (running through the backyard one day) all excited about what he had seen (one day) … Continue reading →

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One giant leap for mankind

Posted on November 21, 2010 by George C. Hartman

Thoughts on turning 50I never dreamed of a mountain top so crisp and clear and deep as I did on August 25 2010. Both my parents and two of my five sisters have passed away. Our Gill cousins are “around … Continue reading →

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An open apology to the entire family………..Entry for June 30, 2008

Posted on May 10, 2009 by George C. Hartman

ONCE…..a very long time ago. It was a very dark hot night in the Summer. Whitman street. Carteret NJ. Everyone was sleeping. Except for me. All I wanted was something cool. Something really magical and wonderful. In this dark sleeping … Continue reading →

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