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“SO IRONIC” my friend the painter Alison Watt commented the other day, on the fact that while Amazon Books grows and grows -- most recently gobbling up Goodreads – “the real Amazon shrinks daily.”

I was struck by that comment. Ironic indeed. The Amazon Basin’s life-breathing forests, the “lungs of the earth”, are being stripped for purposes of mining (often Canadian companies involved), oil production (ditto), cattle farming, soybean culture, “forestry”: the irreplaceable eco-system sacrificed even, (super irony here) to be turned into the pages of books.

Not to mention the loss of species so far not yet discovered, and plant-based medicines and the knowledge of them swept away, as the traditional cultures of the area are forced willy-nilly into “modernization”.

But last night I had a dream. The colossus that has named itself after the world’s fastest shrinking biological reserve woke up from a nightmare of his own -- kind of like Scrooge -- and said “Hey, what’s going to happen when there isn’t air even for the likes of me to breath?” It was so beautiful, watching that multinational corporation transform itself into the Friendly Giant and give over great leafy armfuls of his earnings to rescue his namesake, and then pledge oodles more….

Ah, dreams, dreams. But then again, who knows what (ultimately self-saving) seeds of altruism might be lying dormant even in the dry reaches of the corporate world?

Meanwhile, to see some of the botanical paintings of Alison Watt, as well as her other beautiful work.
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April 2, 2013

READING ABOUT AMAZON GOBBLING GOODREADS, does anyone else feel the writing spirit wince in the winds whipping around the internet – so tired of the “need” to keep up, that the idea of packing up a clay tablet and a chisel sounds good? Just sneaking off to a desert cave?

I WILL PROCLAIM TO THE WORLD THE DEEDS OF GILGAMESH, TO WHOM ALL THINGS ARE KNOWN…” wrote an anonymous poet some 4000 years ago, laboriously carving the world’s first “novel” in cuneiform, onto clay. The epic tells of the Sumerian king’s distress at the death of his companion, Enkidu – of his attempt to undo this: the long journey in search of eternal life that Gilgamesh took – only finally to be told “the life you are seeking you will never find.”

Think of the desert silence into which each knife-stroke fell, as the poet carved that story into clay. Think of the message that he carved, the “lesson” that Gilgamesh learned: “THE [ETERNAL] LIFE YOU ARE SEEKING YOU WILL NEVER FIND....”

Eternal? Maybe not.
But 4000 years isn’t a bad run on the best seller list.

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July 21 My blogging laxity continues, as life prevails. However I'm thrilled that The Whirling Girl has now whirled out into public view. And for anyone as fascinated as I am with the ongoing story of Etruscan archaeology itself, I hope you will check in on my "diggings" page, where you can follow the fascinating dig north of Florence, at Poggio Colla.

Sometime in June: Okay, I'm a terrible blogger. A non-blogger in fact. So here's the non-blog update: Just finished proofing the cover of The Whirling Girl, and perusing lots of "tomb" images for a trailer which will be coming soon.
At the start of womens' History Month, why not celebrate Amazons? Who were they really? For one view, Click here:

...And they had unique battle fashion-sense:
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