I got an email from Nadja a few days ago with forwarded emails asking if it was I that sent them, No, but twas my doppelganger. At first in the conversation between Nadja and my dop she was playing around thinking it was me. But then the realization that she was joking around with a total stranger kicked in.
This has sparked some amusing emails between her and I. Needless to say she now knows her folly, and her family knows, and her blog followers know.
My dop contacted her because of the interview she did with me (my first and to date only interview). That Chris McQueeney Googled his name and ran across the interview. Turns out he also writes and wanted to give her his material to read. At one point he says something like “I want to be the best Chris McQueeney at writing” Ok, the gauntlet has been thrown down; bring it on Chris McQueeney join me in the battle of words!
In all seriousness I am inviting Chris to contact me, comment, or write something that I can post on my site. I may even start a regular segment entitled “just the two of me, pros and mo from the two Chris’s”
On A completely separate subject I opened my dashboard today and there were a whole slew of posts from poets writing in response to a post on the mag. Every Sunday Tess posts an image for poets and pros writers to work with and this week the image was a photog’s (Klaus Enrique Gerdes) remake of Giuseppe Arcimboldo’s painting Vertumnus, a portrait of today.
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
Giuseppe Arcimboldo (Italian pronunciation: [dʒuˈzɛppe artʃimˈbɔldo]; also spelled Arcimboldi) (1527 – July 11, 1593) was an Italian painter best known for creating imaginative portrait heads made entirely of such objects as fruits, vegetables, flowers, fish, and books – that is, he painted representations of these objects on the canvas arranged in such a way that the whole collection of objects formed a recognizable likeness of the portrait subject.
Seeing the image brought me straight back to walking through the Louvre Museum trying to find the Mona Lisa. Just before the Mona room Two or three of Giuseppe’s paintings were hung on the wall. Never before in my life had I seen anything so creative, a Man brought to life from roots and branches, and another from vegetables.
Having seen those amazing works of art I was very disappointed by the Mona Lisa…some other time I will go more in-depth about why, let’s just say total let down!
Of things that could never be
Voices from afar
Singing of peace and love
Speaking in eulogy
Of things that never could be
Voices from afar
The screams tearing through me
Of my brothers
Whose voices are stilled
Chris Mcqueeney 6/3/12 1:18 P.M.