JANUARY BOX
UPS shipment received on January 02, b&w portrait taken by T. Sheridan at Hammonasset Beach, portrait I shot
of John Carlos, track and field athlete infamous for his raised-fist salute at the 1968 Olympic games, my 24-hour
coin, A. McCluskey's "Just Breathe" and pop flag sticker, IWC-Pennyhead pocket watch, & behind the welcome
letter, scanned pages from the journal of my favorite English poet, Gerard Manley Hopkins, who composed
the ever moving, "That Nature is a Heraclitean Fire and of the Comfort of the Resurrection."


about pennyhead
PENNYHEAD IS THE PSUEDONYMN FOR LEE CANTELON
photographer and graphic artist to the music and publishing in-
dustries, including artist portraiture, album art, installations and
architectural projects, and illustrated works for children. For many
years Pennyhead lived and worked in Hollywood (CA). Then,
in the winter of 2011 he relocated to the far northwest corner
of Connecticut, where he currently resides in an idyllic village
founded in 1719. From there, he makes regular journeys
down to New York City, a few hours by motor vehicle or train.
The moniker Pennyhead was born after Cantelon photo-
graphed a friend's dog named Penny. At the time, Penny
was wearing a white plastic cone following surgery. In the
photograph, Penny's head appeared to be floating in
mid-air, and the image took on iconic status. For some
time afterwards, people would ask who took the "Penny
Head" picture? Eventually, the two words merged,
and in 1994, Pennyhead became Cantelon's alias
and creative alter-ego, and has remained so to this day.

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TO SEARCH THROUGH A RANDOM SAMPLE OF PENNYHEAD IMAGES
GOOGLE "PENNYHEAD PHOTOGRAPHY LEE CANTELON"

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contact pennyhead {aka Lee Cantelon} by electronic mail
or by conventional post at Wolcott House, 169 West Street, Litchfield, CT 06759




THAT NATURE IS A HERACLITEAN FIRE
& OF THE COMFORT OF THE RESURRECTION
by
GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS

CLOUD-PUFFBALL, torn tufts, tossed pillows ' flaunt forth, then chevy on an air-
built thoroughfare: heaven-roysterers, in gay-gangs ' they throng; they glitter in marches.
Down roughcast, down dazzling whitewash, ' wherever an elm arches,
Shivelights and shadowtackle in long ' lashes lace, lance, and pair.
Delightfully the bright wind boisterous ' ropes, wrestles, beats earth bare 5
Of yestertempest’s creases; in pool and rut peel parches
Squandering ooze to squeezed ' dough, crust, dust; stanches, starches
Squadroned masks and manmarks ' treadmire toil there
Footfretted in it. Million-fuelèd, ' nature’s bonfire burns on.
But quench her bonniest, dearest ' to her, her clearest-selvèd spark 10
Man, how fast his firedint, ' his mark on mind, is gone!
Both are in an unfathomable, all is in an enormous dark
Drowned. O pity and indig ' nation! Manshape, that shone
Sheer off, disseveral, a star, ' death blots black out; nor mark
Is any of him at all so stark 15
But vastness blurs and time ' beats level. Enough! the Resurrection,
A heart’s-clarion! Away grief’s gasping, ' joyless days, dejection.
Across my foundering deck shone
A beacon, an eternal beam. ' Flesh fade, and mortal trash
Fall to the residuary worm; ' world’s wildfire, leave but ash: 20
In a flash, at a trumpet crash,
I am all at once what Christ is, ' since he was what I am, and
This Jack, joke, poor potsherd, ' patch, matchwood, immortal diamond,
Is immortal diamond.

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