Clyde Speaks

Tuesday, October 2, 2007

An Image

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How a book comes to be in your possession…friends that have passed over to the other side must sleep at specialty bookshops. Cover art becko...
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Thursday, September 27, 2007

Who Knew?

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It had been decided that I would play Brisbane but as we all stood in the venue at soundcheck, I didn’t feel in my soul that I was the right...
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Friday, September 14, 2007

Still Life of Sydney Harbor

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Soon after the tour ended in Europe, I had been invited to stay with some friends in San Francisco. Going back home had not been an option f...
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Thursday, July 19, 2007

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I really shouldn’t laugh. I realize that the whole unfortunate incident was and is not a laughing matter but now that it’s over, I can’t sup...
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Monday, June 25, 2007

Could I live here

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Awake now since before 6am, I am in the midst of processing the past few days. Prague is a possible place to explore living in for a while, ...
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Monday, June 18, 2007

Once Step Closer

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The last week has been beyond taxing as far as the traveling schedule goes. I watched quietly from a distance as everyone wrestled with the ...
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Wednesday, June 13, 2007

Black Forest

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A picnic had been prepared by us with everything we would need for an overnight sojourn if required. Isabel and I drove; she had been here b...
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Clyde
All works of art start as potential. Similarly, all relationships start as potential. When I meet a person I try and see not their mask, with it’s defenses, but what’s underneath. I get accused of refusing to acknowledge who a person is choosing to be right now. When that person is arrogant or rude or selfish then my friends say, "Clyde!!!!!! THIS is what this LOSER is about." But I say, "Hold on people, this is only what this person THINKS they are about." So this so called Loser person is confused. But if no one sees their potential then they may not ever see it themselves and that would be tragic.
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