Ron Price

George Town, Australia

EMPLOYMENT & SOCIAL ROLES: 1988-2013 / 2009-2013-retired and on an old-age pension / 1999-2009-Writer and author, poet &...



More than three years ago a film was released on the life of Joan Baez(1941- ). How Sweet the Sound came to television today in Tasmania.1 She rose to fame in 1959 when I was 15, and she only 19. I was a person of fame, too, but only in a little town in Ontario, and nowhere else. Her first major performance was at the Newport Folk Festival, the same year I joined the Baha’i Faith. Baez was a Quaker and a pacifist. I am not a pacifist and our forms of social activism are very different. I have always loved her singing from her first albums which appeared in 1960, 1961, and 1962 when I was finishing high school.…

In 1962, when I began my travelling-pioneering life for the Canadian Baha’i community, Baez had just begun her 2 year romance with Bob Dylan. I had no idea at the time immersed





The exercise of listing one’s favorite music is no easy task after the passing of some seven decades. If a person is young, say in their childhood or adolescence the task is not as great. It may be better for such young people to wait for some years before making such a list, waiting until they survive the perils of: (a) their sporting interests, (b) their love life, © their job life, (d) their other leisure pursuits, (e) their desires and passions, wants and wishes as well as (e) the many slings and arrows of outrageous fortune that inevitably come into life.

In my lifetime there has come to be a world of sound in which I can drown, happily or not-so-happily as the case may be. The li

ANDREW WYETH: The Transmission of Emotion

I trust this prose-poem which I wrote on a cold Tasmanian afternoon for my journal at Red Bubble will catch someone’s interest. My post is a little long and outside the convention of short posts as is the custom at most internet sites and I trust moderators here will overlook this aspect of my post. Readers are advised to just skim or scan this piece if it looks a little too long for their literary and internet sensibilities—or just don’t read it—-something I often have done for the last 60 years!—Ron Price, Tasmania…

The Transmission of Emotion

“Groundhog Day” is an Andrew Wyeth(1917-2009) painting from 1959. He was, we are told by contemporary art historians, at the height of his powers back then. The year 1959 was, for me, a memorable one. I joined the Baha’i Faith that

Apologetics Anyone?

Since there are so many questions raised and issues discussed concerning people’s basic assumptions about life, about their philosophy, about their religious beliefs, indeed, about their very approach to reality and the way their society goes about organizing things, it seemed like a useful exercise, useful at least to me and hopefully to some others at this site, to say a few things about: My Position and Beliefs: My Religion. I do this at this site and dozens of other sites on the internet and I use this post as an opening note. I get a wide range of reactions.…

Religion, in the sense that I am using it here, is the set of values, beliefs and attitudes each of us has as we go about our daily life at a particular moment in time, in this case, at the time of my writing of this post on the

My First Prose-Poem On Art Here At RedBubble

Forty years on from Kenneth Clark’s landmark series Civilisation, art critic Matthew Collings offers his own interpretation of Western art history for a modern audience, at a time where contemporary art and tastes reflect our own lack of belief in anything at all. In each episode, Collings chooses key moments when there was a fundamental shift in attitudes towards, and the objectives of art. From Greek and Roman classicism glorifying man, through to religious art and art as a saviour of the soul, and on to the nihilism of modern art.-Ron Price with thanks to: “This Is Civilisation: Save Our Souls,” Thursday 26 March 2009, 8.30 pm., SBS TV.…

Last night I watched the 3rd episode about John Ruskin and then I wrote the following:

Kevin Hart, a poet who lives in Australia, s

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