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One of my favorite past times is doing Calligraphy. Beautiful words deserve to be written beautifully, I feel. I am just a beginner, learning out of how to books for now, but I am thinking of taking some classes if I can find any.
I am still working on this page. Hopefully I will get some more of my favorite poems, and other words of wisdom on here. As well, if I ever find the time, I hope to get some of the pieces I do in calligraphy scanned to show you. Then again, I don't have many - I tend to give them away to friends and family.
Until then, I hope these pages give you more information and more appreciation for the wonderful art of words.

Niel
Kandalgaonkar's Typeface Designs - A friend of mine who is something
of a graphical wizzard created these typefaces. Check them out, and his
other pages.
*Ward Dunham's
Gallery - This is the gentleman who created the lovely circle at the
top of this page.
Country Calligraphy
Calligraphy
- T.J. Allen
Calligraphy by KMH - Extremely
Limited Editions
Hawaiian Letter Art
- this is something a little different
Social Software Homepage -
electronically do what people do by hand... cool
Matty's
Calligraphy
Angelos
Calligraphy Page
Belle Lettere Calligraphy
Chicago Calligraphy Collective
Art of Chinese Calligraphy
Islamic Arts and Architecture
Vellum Gallery of Calligraphy, Illumination, and Letter Arts
World Wide Scribe

Married Love
You and I
Have so much love,
That it
Burns
like a fire,
In which we bake a lump of clay
Molded into a figure of
you
And a figure of me.
Then we take both of them
And break them
into pieces,
And mix the pieces with water,
And mold again a figure
of you,
And a figure of me.
In life we share a single quilt.
In
death we will share one coffin.
-- Kuan Tao-Shing (1282-1319).
My insides are
bloated
With infection and rot
That churn and constrict
With my thoughts.
A single word chokes me
THE TRUTH IS MY ENEMY
I feel it press up
Fill my chest
Catch my breath
I surpress
Can't express
...
It passes
...
Relaxes
-- Andrea Salmond, 1995.
I came across a bridge one day,
It
crossed a great ravine,
Where the water crashed against the rocks
below.
The noise was deafening.
The bridge didn't seem to lead anywhere.
Except across.
I thought,
"Someone wanted to get
across.
There must be something on the other side.
Unless...
Maybe
someone wanted to come from there to here.
Maybe there was nothing
here,
So they went back.
Or vice versa."
I stood and thought and
looked across to the very end,
And there was someone there.
Maybe
thinking what I was.
Maybe not.
We both stood and looked,
But
neither ventured closer.
We both turned away.
The unknown is frightening.
I thought of the bridge,
And the other side,
And the
unknown.
And the noise was deafening.

"You've got to dance like nobody's watching, and love like it's never
going to hurt."
-- Unknown
