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Tales from a Brave Ulysses

XXXIII. "Street Art: Part Two" This is part two of a series of Tales columns devoted to buying art on the street. When I moved to New York I began to collect art from those artists whom make galleries of card tables and clotheslines in parks and on street corners. I love the idea of […]

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Tales from a Brave Ulysses

XXXII. "Street Art: Part One" This is part one of a series of Tales… columns devoted to buying art on the street. Since moving to New York a few years ago, I began to collect art from those people who sell their work via card tables in parks or on street corners. I love the […]

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Tales from a Brave Ulysses

XXXI. "The American Battlefield Ghost Hunters Society is Right On" Why do we listen to music? "For entertainment," says the cynic. "Because it's beautiful," says the poetess. "Because it offers an articulation of our lives and time we ourselves cannot articulate," says the Dylan fan. And then quotes obscure lyrics. But not everyone just listens. […]

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Tales from a Brave Ulysses

XXVII. "A New Year's Rain, A Ryan Adams LP, and a Masquerade" Beginning: Basement of Generation Records, Thompson Ave. at Bleeker; New Year's Eve, Greenwich Village; the A-section of the vinyl stacks, flaming dollars in jacket pocket Middle: Corner of MacDougal and Bleeker. seated at a table outside a caf√© with my visiting sister, surrounded […]

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