May 6, 2013 New Folsom Prison. The last artist standing learns a bit more about geese and men.
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Up at 4:30 a.m. and did my core work. Today, no jogging. I ran three days in a row. It’s time for a break. I’ll do push ups and bar work and resume jogging later this week. This will be the first day in the art room with out my brother Marty. Now I’ll be the only teaching artist until I’m transferred.
5:30 am, starting to get light and the window theater is coming alive with cloudy skies and soft light rain fall, just enough to mist the valley. Mother Earth gets a light shower.
We held the visual arts class today and set up the item Marty had his students drawing, a skeleton head of a deer with horns.
The Gosling Five has even more layers of feathers; soon they will take to the air. Their wings need to grow a little more.
Brother Marty gone but forever with me. We are family.
Why are prison arts programs important?
Beyond Bars: Silence Beyond Bars: One Soul Beyond Bars: Goodbye Music Flower Photo by CarbonNYC/Flickr (this image has been altered)
