About

I am Amber Ruth Paulen. Born in Howard City, Michigan, I still have the taste of alfalfa in my hair. The open-space of my childhood, the farm, animals, nature have all combined to sow the most robust-seeds in the most fertile-earth of my life-illusion. Imagination is the ability to run free among the open-spaces in one’s mind, the ability to visualize with a sensual tangibility all that is seen and all that is not, all that runs through the vibrations, the currents of life, always flowing.

From Howard City, the road is first dirt and then it is long. One does not know if there is an end; the journey seems illimitable. To Bracciano, Italy and how I have got here is part of the story that I tell. Where I am now is a point, never permanent, always changing.

Writing is my life-blood. It is what pumps through my heart so that I know I am alive. Reading is only part of what enters the swift vein, the rest of it, that’s life.

If all this seems vague, that’s because it is. Reality mingles with creations of the mind, tinged memories, forgotten, created, destroyed, re-built; we build our own fantasies every day. If you really want to know, you’ll read on. . .

and more concretely…

Most everything written here is first written on my trusty pistachio Olivetti Lettera 22, pictured at the top of each page in abstract form. I write on a typewriter because a typewriter was built only for writing. I believe I have a spiritual connection with this machine. Additionally, I write at The Generous Alphabet Project. Check it out! Additionally, I’m working on my first book: The Body’s Long Madness.

As always, perpetual and gracious ebullition to Simon, without whom this site and much of what I write could not be possible. See Simon’s photography, Jimmy Boss, Pasta Clock and Imaginary Lines!

If you would like Help! a couple artists out: Black and White photographs, Pocket Print Packs are for sale.

Thank you for reading and reading!
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