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Peter Stevenson is a fine artist and illustrator. He has lived and worked in various markets, including Washington D.C., center city Philadelphia, northern New Jersey and New York City, where he is a member of the prestigious Society of Illustrators. His illustrations have been featured in many magazines and publications, including The Washington Post, The Washington Book Review, and The Wall Street Journal, and his work has been commissioned by clients that include AT&T Communications, Crayola, Earle Palmer Brown, Citibank, and J. Walter Thompson. Stevenson simultaneously spent decades in advertising as first an Art Director and then Creative Director for leading agencies and corporations, such as AT&T, Aramark Corp, Marra Advertising and Stiegler, Wells & Brunswick. Eventually founding The Stevenson Group, he served as principal and executive creative director, establishing a robust roster of regional, national and global clients, and winning Gold ADDY Awards, Gold Art Directors Club of Philadelphia awards, and the Business Marketing Awards, both nationally and internationally. Now residing in Lancaster, Pa, not far from his childhood roots in Chester County, his latest gallery exhibition Biospheres II focuses on the place where land and sky meet, and rural life happens. The simultaneous contrast of two juxtaposed colors, depicting earth and sky, offers a simple abstract scene that is set for a meeting point. It’s at this intersection—the horizon line, where the buzzing, humming flurry of life and human emotion can be felt, sensed and imagined. http://www.PeterStevensonArt.com https://www.peterstevensonart.com/blog

Snowflakes gently falling on a snow-covered grave as mourners come to pay respect in Woodbine where she lays Preacher dressed in black with the good book in his hand, ministers to each of us - helps me understand - though she’s no longer with me, it’s all part of His plan. The message of the gospel soothes the pain in my heart… one day I’ll be with her again - for a while we’ll be apart. Unseen angels comfort me yet tears stream down my face as I hear whispered messages of everlasting grace; how beautiful is everything - in life, in death and in this space. “Smell the roses pastel pink – sitting pretty on the spray… Cheer up, now” – is what she’d say - “It’s February 14th, Valentine’s Day!” She lived her life with love and joy, showing me, showing us, showing everyone the way. © Lorene Rogers Feb. 14, 2023

Why can't I touch you? Why can't I see you? Even words were taken from me, When I was sent away Condemned to empty streets, Looking through The windows of strangers, In hopes of seeing you... Here and there a word A whisper on the air, That perhaps you Remembered me, Left messages for me, Perhaps, to much to dare, Sought me also? Did you not know, That face and words, And smiling heart, Torn from me, Did to me? A look, A word, A smile, All I ask.

Ever wondered what the music of the spheres would sound like? Hubble brings us cosmic sights, but these astronomical marvels can be experienced with other senses as well. Through data sonification, the same digital data that gets translated into images is transformed into sound. Elements of the image, like brightness and position, are assigned pitches and volumes. Each translation below begins on the left side of the image and moves to the right. No sound can travel in space, but sonifications provide a new way of experiencing and conceptualizing data. Sonifications allow the audience, including blind and visually impaired communities, to “listen” to astronomical images and explore their data. Below are sonifications recently published by NASA: Here is the sonification of Hoag's Object: https://www.youtube.com/shorts/Xo3HajfkrKQ Sonification of the Bubble Nebula: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=buCP1UtT9I0 The majestic spiral galaxy NGC 1300’s arms hold blue clusters of young stars, pink clouds of star formation, and dark lanes of dust sonification: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zyf1UDm-GyU Data Sonification: Black Hole at the Center of Galaxy M87: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FVleUUmU44E Sounds from Around the Milky Way: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3N9RnmwIWbA Cat's Eye Nebula (NGC 6543) Sonification: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HfFoUWm3NDA Sit back and enjoy!

Yes, I'm in no I accept, I'm in denial, head over heels, madly in love with living each day in the dark The bite of truth is so much harder then the occasional sudden bark It's easier this way It hurts less, makes the truth seem so much less important; until it's not Denial feels safe but never truly real, and now the bite I can finally feel; the ripping of flesh bit by bit with subtle nips of truth Dark was good, but grey ... this frightens me I have too many questions that I'm too scared to find answers to, too many clues that leaves me asking, What do I do? So yes, I'm living in no; let fate question the answers ... ~ Priya 🕉️ Feb 20 Artwork from Pinterest "Denial is a way to handle what we cannot handle" ~ from hell to well, by Facebook

Photography Surrealism is alive and well and getting better all the time in “Heji Shin: The Big Nudes,” a wonderful show at 52 Walker, through Oct. 7, that’s not just about its subjects—brain scans, a pig (a detail of “Reclining Nude,” from 2023, pictured here)—but about photography itself. Working from a palette that includes Irving Penn grays and calling to mind body-scan photography by artists like Kurt Hoerbst, Shin shows and tells what makes a sensibility. The forty-seven-year-old German balances the often self-serious “art” photography of the past fifty years or so (the exhibition’s title refers to the late Helmut Newton’s large-format series of big nude women) with an outstanding sense of humor that takes the piss out of the concept of the nude. Are pigs naked? Are they showing us their emotions? And are emotions a landscape that a brain scan can convey? These are among the many questions raised by the very distinctive artist.—Hilton Als(https://link.newyorker.com/click/32476487.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)

A kiss is its own purpose. Joining of lips is merely, The external, physical manifestation. When two lovers place their lips together, Join mouths most intimately, Bodies not merely touching, Caressing, inch to inch, Soul to soul, All mixed and mingling, The kiss is all there is. - Donovan Baldwin

I am founder, president and CEO of ArtsKeeper Inc, the social media platform for anyone who loves the Arts, for all artists, writers, musicians, photographers and performers, as well as enthusiasts and patrons. ArtsKeeper is the only social media site that focuses on the needs of all artists and artisans; whatever their art or craft, whatever their stage in life. Why did i found ArtsKeeper? - To make it easier for people to make a living as a creative, as an artist. Previously, I was founder, president and CEO of XBI Software Inc. In that role, I was a past chair of XBRL Canada and member of the SBR (standard business reporting) Forum. I was an editor of the first Canadian GAAP PFS taxonomy, and of the International XBRL Global Ledger Taxonomy. I am an SBR and XBRL evangelist and consultant, and I have served on many XBRL working groups. Before that, I was founder, president and CEO of Dr Tax Software Inc, a premier supplier of tax software to Canadian accountants and tax professionals, and of Dr Tax -UFile.ca Inc, the first company to create a Web-based tax preparation program in Canada. Under my vision and leadership, the Dr Tax team developed Dr Tax Software from an idea to the second-largest company in its market segment. We actualized the dream of easy, quick web-based tax preparation and led the UFile team to build the first and best Web-based tax application in Canada. The Dr Tax group has been sold to Thomson Reuters. Perhaps most important, i am a poet and aspiring novelist and would love to hear from everyone at ArtsKeeper

drop drop drop of words she arches with joyful pain... as poetry burns her ----- writhes beneath words as the poet's candle drips... ink which burns like wax ----- as our lips bind us trails of burning poetry... inflame new secrets • Donovan Baldwin

furnace of desires pleasure's delicious heat glows... her resolve melting ----- she comes to poet in silver gown the moon made... lace of wants and words ----- With the northern wind howling, I gave my horse his head, And blundered cross a dessert Buried beneath snow, Looking for lonesome words Lost in the roaring blast, To round them up and take Them to safety in a poem. In that wordless wilderness, The poet and his steed, Did all someone can do to Save beauty from the world. ----- She is a garden Sensual pastel petals, Small field of fingertips, Moving to the breeze of Passing breath as the Warm lips of this Insatiable honeybee Seek love's flowing nectar, The taste lingering long Within his mouth so he May remember her flower Which bloomed for him. ----- the finest flower is worth the wrath of its thorns... when tended not plucked ----- Having "been around", he considered himself immune to seduction, but this was different. The way she looked in the moonlight, simply walking across the room in a simple gown, was the most innocently seductive think he'd ever seen. For the first time in his life full of sex and violence, he desired a woman for herself... however she would come to him. ----- The most common things Become a pleasure, Something to laugh about Together and point out, To share each moment, The pleasure of being One with the other, Making each commonplace Event something special, Shared moments what We live and laugh for. ----- i try to be good but it's not in my nature... to not desire you ----- she well understands questions i haven't asked her... responds with a kiss ----- The heat of your body beside me Might as well be naked With the pressure and the warmth The way your form fits mine One curve into the other Molding and melding, Changing positions with Little murmurs of content At each new contact Making love, Penetration Touch into need, Intimacy of the first order ----- Is there some way to touch you other than with a breath of words which are immaterial and fall apart within inches of my lips never crossing even one of the miles that lie between our hearts. ----- She was quiet, so quiet, yet, in her eyes he saw flames. Her cool words sometimes smoldered with suggestive embers, meanings left unspoken, but there. He knew the woods, the waters, the sky... he knew nature, and what she showed the world was not her true nature. He loved nature, loved her. ----- Graceful as a swan She arches, beautiful, Enrapt by warm desires Sweeping along her body, The satisfaction beginning As tiny embers burst into fire Spreading their flames licking Their way throughout her curling Her with the heat of their passing. ----- She listens to hear The words I murmur Over the beating of my heart, Beneath her resting head, For, as I speak, The passion of my feelings, The fervor of my words Is reflecting in The thunder which rolls Beneath her warm cheek. ----- Began side by side, And without a word, Her hand slid into mine, A link of trust, In a chain just begun, And as time, And sunsets, Passed, My arm went Round her waist, And hers round mine, As hips bumped With each step, Until she Slipped her arm Through mine, And pressed Against me, Our own little Private Public Dance ----- Give me your body, dearest, Become a naked altar for Me to worship at, Let me bring you pleasure, Edging to the lips of ecstasy, With offerings of the flesh, And libations of the most Sensual and savory nectars, So that afterwards, Forever afterwards, We may lay entwined And sated until The next worshipping. ----- next word's about you and if not a word or phrase... then the next silence • Donovan Baldwin