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Musings on situational stillness I love poetry. At its best, it is manifestations of crucial life observations rendered succinct and essential. Robert Frost’s quiet words from his conversational poem Snow have been, for the last few years, resounding with rhythmic regularity; “Our very lives depends on everything reoccurring till we answer from within. The thousandth time may prove the charm.” The left half of my body (the side most affected by the CP) I have associated with

With a glass of bourbon more than half empty, I sit down to blog a post from ERS. The sound of tires on wet pavement, rhythmically rolling past the open window behind my head is soothing; almost as much as the bourbon. The two of them together offer the self-delusional, self-prescribed perfect combination for this moment. It isn’t easy being an artist. It isn’t easy being human. Struggle is part of the play, regardless of station. I’ve spent over 30 years pouring myself into

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This is Earle Rock Studios first blog post and to be honest, there is no rule book to follow. I have been an artist most of my life....