Spouse:  someone who'll stand by you through all the trouble you wouldn't have had if you'd stayed single.  


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"O, beware, my lord, of jealousy;
It is the green-ey'd monster, which doth mock
The meat it feeds on. That cuckold lives in bliss,
Who, certain of his fate, loves not his wronger:
But O, what damnèd minutes tells he o'er
Who dotes, yet doubts, suspects, yet strongly loves!"



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ordinary people die too . . .


“There are no random acts...We are all connected...You can no more separate one life from another than you can separate a breeze from the wind...” 

~Mitch Albom


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"I'm nobody! Who are you?"

~Emily Dickinson 


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"She had long hair and
wild, wild eyes and
she danced and pranced up
there with her poems…"

~ Charles Bukowski, from War All The Time (Poems 1981-1984)


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“I don't think that anything happens by coincidence... No one is here by accident... Everyone who crosses our path has a message for us. Otherwise they would have taken another path, or left earlier or later. The fact that these people are here means that they are here for some reason"...”



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“White Iris

The iris danced across
the ancient Grecian skies
gliding with her embossed
satiny milken sides ...” 


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If I should die,
And you should live,
And time should gurgle on,
And morn should beam,
And noon should burn,
As it has usual done;
If birds should build as early,
And bees as bustling go,–
One might depart at option
From enterprise below!
‘Tis sweet to know that stocks will stand
When we with daisies lie,
That commerce will continue,
And trades as briskly fly.
It make the parting tranquil
And keeps the soul serene,
That gentlemen so sprightly
Conduct the pleasing scene

~Emily Dickinson


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Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray the Lord my soul to keep.
Guide me through the starry night,
Wake me when the sun shines bright.



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“Much unhappiness has come into the world because of bewilderment and things left unsaid.” 

~F. Dostoyevsky


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“I am the wisest man alive, for I know one thing, and that is that I know nothing.” 



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“As if you were on fire from within.
The moon lives in the lining of your skin.” 

~Pablo Neruda


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“Do not hold your breath for anyone,
Do not wish your lungs to be still,
It may delay the cracks from spreading,
But eventually they will.
Sometimes to keep yourself together
You must allow yourself to leave,
Even if breaking your own heart
Is what it takes to let you breathe.”

~E. Hanson


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“Time. Time has a way of standing still during the moments that define one’s life.
The first kiss, the birth of one’s first child, a paralyzing car accident, hearing of the death of a parent, the last kiss.”



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"Cubed" was the evoking featured sculputure piece for December's Creating Your Vision Event and we are looking forward to the January 14th event with model Melanie Moore interacting with sculpture artist Michael Alfano's intriguing"Evolution" at the Warwick Center for the Arts.
Mark your calendars!
Open to all ~



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“The heart has its reasons which reason knows not.”



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spaces between seconds . . .


"I don’t know what they are called, the spaces between seconds– but I think of you always in those intervals."

~Salvador Plascencia


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Maude: Hmm?
Harold: Do you pray?
Maude: Pray? No. I communicate.
Harold: With God?
Maude: With Life.

~Harold and Maude


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to the Asylum floor . . .


Before me floats an image, man or shade, 
Shade more than man, more image than a shade; 
For Hades' bobbin bound in mummy-cloth 
May unwind the winding path; 
A mouth that has no moisture and no breath 
Breathless mouths may summon; 
I hail the superhuman; 
I call it death-in-life and life-in-death.



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“Hope” is the thing with feathers - 
That perches in the soul - 
And sings the tune without the words - 
And never stops - at all - 

And sweetest - in the Gale - is heard - 
And sore must be the storm - 
That could abash the little Bird 
That kept so many warm - 

I’ve heard it in the chillest land - 
And on the strangest Sea - 
Yet - never - in Extremity, 
It asked a crumb - of me.

~Emily Dickinson


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free fall


"I wanna glide down over Mulholland
I wanna write her name in the sky
I'm gonna free fall out into nothin'
Gonna leave this world for awhile

And I'm free, free fallin'
Yeah I'm free, free fallin'"

~Tom Petty


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Dear David,

In my world there are no coincidences. Everything happens in perfect timing. I came across your website through a posting of your work on the internet. I followed the link and found a series of photographs entitled “Asylum”. I was immediately drawn to them and found myself welling up with tears. They were haunting and touched me deeply. There was one in particular that humbled me, saddened me and gave me strength all at the same time. It was called “faith . . .”.  I immediately thought of my 3rd Great Grandmother, Ann Eliza Velsor Smith who was the cousin to Walt Whitman’s mother, Lousia Velsor Whitman. She was the mother of to nine children. Her youngest, Elizabeth Parr Smith, was my 2nd Great Grandmother.

In April of 1832, Ann Eliza’s husband died in the cholera epidemic in New York City.  She was 

left with the nine children ages 6 months through 12. She was committed to the Bloomingdale Lunatic Asylum where she died 32 years later.  I don’t believe she was insane but rather suffering from a great loss and deep grief.  Her children were given to relatives and close friends but she never again saw the outside world. 

I was incredibly saddened when this story was passed to me. When I saw your photograph, “faith . . .”, I had a moment of knowing that faith must have carried her through her grief and dark days inside the walls of the asylum. I imagined her room as it was in your photograph. The praying hands, the peeling paint, the aloneness, the isolation and solitude. I believe that Ann Eliza spoke to me through your powerful photograph. I believe she let me know that her faith carried her. I believe she let me know she was ok. I believe that her message came to me through your work to help me with my loss and grief. 

I am blessed and honored to have encountered your work. I would like to have “faith . . .” to hang in my home as a tribute to Ann Eliza and as a reminder that we can get through anything that may come our way if we have faith. 


Kenneth Oliver

Poland, Maine


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“What a face this girl possessed!—could I not gaze at it every day I would need to recreate it through painting, sculpture, or fatherhood until a second such face is born.” 

~Roman Payne, The Wandress


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Infinite gratitude to our growing artful community! http://www.michaelalfano.com  #MichaelAlfano #creatingyourvision


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“The most important thing is to enjoy your life—to be happy—it's all that matters.” 

~A. Hepburn


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