Artemis Sere’s Twenty Best Albums of 2019
As my #1 album of 2019 anthemically reminds, “Don’t be a prisoner of time”.
Xoterica 25: The Demons
Your demons may usher you to the ring, but the greatest fight that exists is with yourself. You against you.
The Year of Civility
We have to find a civil way to meet on the bridge of debate. We need a return to common, human sense. We need a rebirth of humility. We need a reset of courtesy.
Xoterica 24: The Shift
In 2020, I will plant seeds of civility, rather than rage and war. Please join me in helping America return to civility by engaging with the #yearofcivility.
Xoterica 23: The Forty-Six
Birthdays should be far more vibrant than mine today, but we don’t get to choose the weather of our day – we only get to choose our attitude and activities. So, since I’m stuck inside working on “Echoprism” on my birthday, I’m going to take advantage of the serendipity and assess the past.
Xoterica 21: The Why
Rapid fire methods of creation became my outlet. Splatter art. Pour art. Resin art. Abstract art. The rage and fluidity of my life became my method of expression.
Resist the madness As the heralds swap hats
Xoterica 20: The Ripple
This is a place and person that I’ve never been before, and I remind myself to breathe and be patient.
Xoterica 19: The Phoenix
A Phoenix always rises, but never as the same bird twice.
Xoterica 18: The Disharmony
If I question and have an opposing opinion, I’m un-American. My answer: I choose antithesis and exile.
Building the Great (Digital) Library of the Arts of Artemis Sere.
Shore of the Tortured City
This #poem was written as a connected response to my colorful painting of the same name, featured as the cover of this blog.
Xoterica 17: The Disclaimer
Both the human known as Chris and the artist known as Artemis Sere are going through a period of dramatic change. This is a disclaimer.
The Cryptographer’s Epitaph
There are many things I regret when it comes to my Dad. He was a stubborn code that I will spend the rest of my life cracking,
Obituary of Robert Edward Lee (Barry) Zuege
I performed the heartwrenching work of writing my Father’s obituary. I am preserving a copy in my blog for his memory. Lightspeed, Dad.
The Steel Age
The death of my father was a pivot point in the human life of Chris Zuege and his artful ego, Artemis Sere. His exit exiled some dreams, hopes, and identities I once held, and replace them anew.
Xoterica 16: The Fog
I see the ghost of him in the mirror. I see his flaws and failures, features and fates. Leaves don’t fall far from a withering tree.
Artemis Sere’s Twenty Best Albums of 2018
My blog representing the best music of 2018.