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Showing posts with label prose. Show all posts
Monday, September 17, 2012
News -- Bohemia Featured in WIQK FM Broadcast
Catch Phil Lenz' live Sunday night broadcasts, "Sunday Night Hall of Fame", on Pittsburgh's WIQK FM to hear him talk about Veronika Carnaby's newest release, Bohemia, in addition to playing some of music's most treasured classics! Listen every Sunday night from 6:00 PM - 10:00 PM est on http://www.pgholdies.com/.
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Wednesday, May 30, 2012
News - Veronika Carnaby Featured in Empty Mirror Magazine
In her latest piece featured in Empty Mirror Magazine,
Veronika Carnaby details her eye-opening experience with a sketched portrait that gained recognition in New York City. Written in spontaneous prose, Carnaby taps into the underlying message of making an everlasting imprint in daily life.
Read the rest here: http://www.emptymirrorbooks.com/features/christinas-portrait.html
"My pal Silvi used to spend all her time cooped up in a rather distinguished arts studio in mid-town Manhattan sketching and drawing and painting and molding and shaping and all that other stuff that artists tend to do--"
Read the rest here: http://www.emptymirrorbooks.com/features/christinas-portrait.html
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Wednesday, April 4, 2012
Nostalgia
A Veronika Carnaby Original
Tangled trees to the backdrop of bare blue - under rays of golden light – an empty field of yellow blades of grass dances under the direction of the wind – zooming on the one-lane and passing by a forties jalopy on the side of the road – its rims emblazed by rust and nostalgic simplicity of a time of hitchhiking with hair slicked back & gin stench & loose and mad and carefree and hungry – A sign hangs on its rear window: “For sale, $9000” – But can you really put a price on times of struggle & journey & enlightenment? When the youth the innocence and the naivete took us to places unknown? Where have the times gone they ask without realizing they’ve never left. Still we’re there while we’re here wallowing in the spirit of youth of newness and discovery of zest and lust of awes and flaws of flows and ebbs – Look inside and you will see – It’s still all around – with the jalopy & at the nearby farm where Winston hog and green herb live in harmony – at the local Carnaby where flared apparel and colorful & psychedelic patterns dominate – where revisited rhythms and rhymes reverberate through radios – when mingling is joined by an air of excitement & “what’s next” & troublemaking and lawbreaking – Look inside and you will see the present a reflection of the past in all its glory all its truth – It has is and always will be.©Veronika Carnaby, 2012. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without written permission from this site’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited.
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