Browsing Archive: December, 2009
Posted by Erich Shelton on Wednesday, December 30, 2009,
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Poetry
In January My fish died and for 20 days I cried and lamented.
In February My best friend said I was crazy and extremely demented.
In March I moved into my new home. I couldn’t buy so I rented.
In April I won an award, but wasn’t there when it was presented.
In May My new neighbour’s loud music caused me to be tormented.
In June My best friend said he was going to have me committed.
| In July I found out that I was sexually oriented.
In August I did a very small sin, but never repented.
In September I... | Continue reading ...
Posted by Erich Shelton on Tuesday, December 22, 2009,
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Commentary
 From Bob, Peanut, Charlie, Lucy, maybe the innocent bystander, and I…have a very nice holiday. Have a cracking Christmas, a happy Hanukkah, an inkwedible Kwanza'a, a wonderful Winter Solstice, a naughty New Year, and a ________ _________ (fill in the blank in case I missed something accidentally)! Continue reading ...
Posted by Erich Shelton on Wednesday, December 9, 2009,
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Commentary
 What else could I possibly say? Whenever I post these blogs, I have an option of placing 'tags,' which categorize the posting for easy location. The only category that possibly fit this was "HUMOUR." However, upon further looking at this image I decided there was nothing really funny about it. It is quite disturbing. Imagine having to sit in his lap. YIKES. Continue reading ...
Posted by Erich Shelton on Monday, December 7, 2009,
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Poetry
I have always been fascinated by the mysterious burqa, niqab and hijab worn by Muslim women. I can't imagine living my entire life hidden from everyone in public. I can't imagine the thoughts of those that are forced to wear it; never to feel the gentle wind against your cheeks or feel the rays of the sun on a warm spring day. Of course, this is possible, but only in the privacy of their homes when no other males are around but their husbands or very close relatives — a life spent in total ... Continue reading ...
Posted by Erich Shelton on Friday, December 4, 2009,
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Poetry
This poem was written for my daughter Ruth. Having lived 12 years in the US and due to uncontrollable situations our relationship has been strained. I seldom hear from her and she from me. Due to an often lack of finances I am unable to fly to England as I would desire. Though I pretend everything is fine, it is not. Seldom do days pass that I don't think of her and regret many decisions I have made. She always was the best thing that ever happened to me and I am so very proud of her achievem... Continue reading ...
Posted by Erich Shelton on Wednesday, December 2, 2009,
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Commentary
For those unfamiliar with the below image, this was a work of 'art' done by Andres Serrano in 1987 entitled, "Piss Christ". He urinated in a jar and placed a crucifix inside it — all for the sake of art. The reason I show this image is because of a recent discussion in one of my classes as to the definition of art and whether it should be censored. This type of art is called "Abject Art" and is often used to shock the audience or to express the inexpressible. While I am not a big fan of suc... Continue reading ...
Posted by Erich Shelton on Tuesday, December 1, 2009,
In :
Poetry
In Lebanon where I lived for a short period there were lovely Snobar Cedars, which grew predominantly in Lebanon. We could see them all around and I would often retreat beneath their shade for an afternoon get-away or a picnic. I would sometimes talk to the trees (and yes, I am a little odd) and could imagine our discussions had I been able to hear their voices. I'm sure we have all heard of the phrase, "oh, if walls could talk". I applied this phrase to the cedars which rested on the hills a... Continue reading ...
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About Me
| Erich Shelton |
| Evansville, Indiana |
I currently teach graphic design and illustration at the University of Southern Indiana. I really love teaching and the challenges which this provides me. It not only keeps me young, but forces me to be that ongoing learner; sometimes referred to as a life-long learner. This goal of continuing to learn as finally brought me back to the role as a student as well. Some years ago I started and MFA, but due to an automobile accident was unable to complete it.
I have just been accepted as a student at the Academy of Art University in San Francisco and will finally be able to work on the MFA. The great thing is I can continue working at USI and will visit the AAU in the summer. The rest of the time I am able to take my courses online.
Like technology and life, it is constantly changing and evolving. What a joy to be part of it all!
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