Steve Minton is:
- An inscrutably original artist (avidly on and off since the late 70s).
- A world-class writer, researcher, proofreader, editor, publisher, webmaster, and blogger.
- An internet marketing & sales and persuasion maven.
- A graduate of Boston University, Magna Cum Laude With Distinction, English (Me speak real good now).
- Dad to Jasmine A. Ennis, 13 (as of 12/07) and shepherd to numerous cats.
- Modeling his career on other artistic/intellectual/spiritual mavericks like Steranko, Mark Joyner, Camille Paglia, Osho...but he is also radically unlike them in some ways.
- A very conservative liberal, or a very liberal conservative.
- Deeply influenced by both Neal Cassady and Tony Robbins.
- A natural-born mystic and a hard-nosed realist.
- And many other things.

- From my MySpace profile

- From my profile at Dead.net:

Interests:
Many more things than can be stuffed into a few lines...a few that come to mind are internet publishing, blogging & guerilla marketing, real estate investment, advanced sales & persuasion techniques, self-improvement systems and many other fascinating things (hummingbirds, unexplained mysteries such as tantra, cats, etc.)...and my daughter, pets, intelligent genuine non-pseudointellectual people, mountain climbing and biking, critics-darling type movies, making and appreciating art from the Greeks to Giotto to Jack Kirby and Andy Warhol...being immersed in the world of nature; spiritual practices (the more Taoistic and non-dogmatic the better)...great music from Prince to Burt Bacharach to Shawn Colvin to Dylan and of course...taking the one-time one-place energy that was the Grateful Dead (which was my birth-right given to me by my parents circa 1969 in Berkeley and the Haight Ashbury) and spreading it further in new directions...


About me:
Intense, talented, wise-cracking artist/writer/publisher...born into the swirling matrix of psychedelia that was Berkeley circa 1969...raised at the Cascabel Clayworks hippie commune in Cascabel, Arizona (Google my piece "Cascabel Meditation: Sunrise") in the mid-70s...misspent my reprobate youth in northwestern Connecticut and regained it all (or some of it) at U.C. Berkeley, summer 1989 and Boston University, graduated 1991...former and somewhat disenchanted devotee and scholar of Kerouac and the Beats; paid homage to K. at his house of birth and grave site in Lowell, Mass. and house of his death in St. Petersburg, Florida...raising amazing daughter who now is 13 (as of '07) and a talented horseback rider and celloist here in Tucson, Arizona...blogging my ass off at "T.S. Minton Blogs" (featuring a slew of internationally renowned artists, photographers, musicians, shamans/paranormalists et al.) and doing even more fascinating things offline...

Websites & blogs:

Atwood and Associates.net - I am the webmaster and a partner in this financial services and internet marketing business: "FAST business turnarounds: the best source online for fast cash advances for business; cash for houses and notes; tips to help you with internet marketing, copywriting, investments and commercial debt collections."

Atwoodandassociates.blogspot.com

Tsmintonblog.blogspot.com - "The Mind-Boggling Blog That's Guaranteed To Keep On Boggling: News of new artistic projects by acclaimed artist, writer, and publisher T.S. (Steve) Minton (and Friends), and lively and contentious commentary on music, art, the culture and paradigm wars, and swamp gas in the sky (and other interesting and anomalous things)"
and its numerous sub-blogs including

tsmintonart.blogspot.com and

ufoazandofftherecord.blogspot.com - Note: I am no longer a crusader to convince anyone; the Rorschach test of evidence and the strange variety of reactions it engenders speaks for itself.

Youtube.com/tsminton - Choice selections from Ted Loman's legendary cable access TV program on UFOs & the paranormal Off the Record

Myspace.com/tsminton - Click on "Videos" and screw your mind on tight because it's bound to get blown. Top-notch programs on the mysteries of the Sphinx, the Maya-China connection, Dr. Richard Cremo's "Forbidden Archeology," and much more, including Mysteries of the Sphinx by John Anthony West

Interfusionpress.tripod.com - My wild & wooly old arts/ literary website, with links to even older stuff (from my ragtag bohemian/paranormal research/conspiracy-buff days). Since then I've come down to earth (a bit).

Email Steve Minton:

interfusionbiz@yahoo.com
webmaster@atwoodandassociates.net - Actually goes to the first email, but hey, it sounds fancier.

Archive of Squidoo Lenses by T.S. "Steve" Minton

T.S. Minton Blogs: "The Mind-Boggling Blog That's Guaranteed to Keep on Boggling" - A portal into the mesmerizing world of artist/writer/publisher T.S. "Steve" Minton...and friends!

Tesla, Edison, and the Nature of Creativity - What is the source of creativity and who is this Tesla guy?

Shameless self-promotion department
- Actually, since it's uncouth to brag too much, here's what some notables have remarked over the years...their words, not mine.

In general...
"You're gonna gain as name for yourself as a writer and artist."
- Jack Kirby, comic book pioneer (circa 1993).

"Rarely are we graced by such a savant, one erudite in the many disciplines of art...Steve is a virtual literary lion with his myriad published poems, sonnets, and treatises."
- John I. Henry, international photographer & television researcher, UFOAZ & Off the Record

As a writer...
"A gifted lyric poet.*"
- Dr. Jon Klimo, Rosebridge Graduate School of Integrative Psychology, Concord, Ca.
- * regarding "Transmetamorphosis: Messages From the Emerald Host" (1998)

"Talented, intelligent, and articulate...an able writer. What struck me at the time was his wide intellectual range and his ability to gather and to synthesize information from diverse areas."
- Prof. Tom Goldpaugh, PhD., English Department, Marist College, Poughkeepsie, New York

"From your controlled intellectual tone, I assumed I was speaking to a renegade former academic."
- Kenneth Smith, PhD., former professor of philosophy, artist/writer of the Phantasmagoria series of fantasy publications, columnist for The Comics Journal.

As an artist...
"I really see this piece* going places."
- Carlos Hadaway, western artist and cowboy folklorist, TheArizonaKid.com
- * regarding "Chaosmos: DNA Must Prevail," shown at Tucson's Solar Culture Gallery, spring 2006.

As a writer...
"The hottest blogger on the net."
- Mary Alice Bennett, researcher/artist/writer, MJAStudio.com and Myspace.com/mjastudio

"A mind-tripping eye-feast and joyfest.*"
- Karl Saliter, stone sculptor, juggler, and motivational speaker, KarlSaliter.com (*Taken utterly out of contect regarding www.InterfusionPress.net. now http://interfusionpress.tripod.com)

"Terrific pages. Great design. Great contribution to the World Wide Web."
- Ernest Slyman, poet and editor, The Poet's Watch, on Eleusinian/TSM/Interfusion Visions (archived here),winner of the coveted Ernest Slyman Award for "Best Webzine" (1998)

This reproduction is a bit fuzzy, but the original would knock your socks off, and boggled a few eyeballs when it was displayed at Tucson's Solar Culture Gallery in 2006. My most ambitious piece to date. A larger reproduction is at Interfusionpress.tripod.com (also fuzzy).

A digitally altered version of a photograph of my first sculpture "Eyes of the Future," in honor of the birth of my cutie-pie niece Margot. A larger image is at
Interfusionpress.tripod.com/id34.html

"Dandelions are growing in the fields, ambulances race through the deserted city streets, nebulae turn their gaseous spew to birth new galaxies. All this goes on, and you wonder for your spite, you ponder if you have the might to surmount these challenges. You have endured worse, you have returned before to the swirling waste, you have barely tasted again the primordial light. She is a mistress of disenchantment, she wracks your soul for the toll of the ages. To surmount you cannot remount, to surpass you cannot trespass, you can only go through the fire. These angelic dalliances are the stuff of clouds, that turn to immaterial then re-emerge as new shapes. These celestial messages are siren calls from a silver astral beyond, be sure -- a catacombs has been overturned, a resurrection has transpired somewhere. In her heart the work is being done, the moon encages her emotions and sends them darting on their way. Water will come in torrents to clean the mean streaks, the brushfires that are to emotion what silver is to gold. Await not for a final resolution, make the change in your own heart -- to be softer -- while you stiffen your resolve to face the music of this trial..."
- From "Transmetamorphosis: Messages From The Emerald Host"
www.geocities.com/tsmvisions/emeraldhost2.html




"Summer haiku: Revere Beach, Boston 1990"

Footprints in the sand,
Seaweed in a swirl of waves
[Who says I don't know that brevity is the soul of wit? - ed.]




"Light of day casts over the cakes of clay
Spanning the San Pedro

Like memories crying to be excavated
To be felt again in full measure
To return and arc my life
Oh life of sin, spun away from the light of life
Bright from what was once

One fine flash that everything else
Gladly, gushingly reverberates from
Rush of spring, and I was the one who felt
The tinge of nectar!
The suspicion that the sunflower
Grows by God's grace...

Mesh of bodies weave the trees
The whole commune's naked
Dancing for Life and the Knowledge
That I'll catch you when you fall"

- From "Cascabel Meditation: Sunrise," my long poem about life as a wee tot in the early 70s at southern Arizona hippie commune Cascabel Clay Works. Referred to by Harvard University English professor Barbara Jackson as "one of the most remarkable bodies of work I have ever encountered."
www.geocities.com/SoHo/Atrium/5021/cascabel.html

More of my work from the collection "Talking Back to the Trees" can be found at
Interfusionpress.tripod.com/id25.html



Note:

I no longer feel compelled, or even impelled, to write poetry these days, and possibly will not for years to come. Number one, that muse has closed down. When I do get the urge to go on a creative jag, in the midst of the skull-splitting caffeinated stress and frantic pursuit of business endeavors which presently dominates my daily life, I plan on going back to my original love: visual art, especially cartooning. Number two, although I have no interest in actively following it, what I have heard of contemporary poetry bores me silly. I find most of it insular, cryptic, pseudo-intellectual, full of annoying cadences and overly wedded to the dogmatic concept that art should be a platform for anarcho-leftist political screeds (to wit: Lawrence Ferlinghetti's wrong-headed little manifesto "Poetry as Insurgent Art"). I'll pass. Anyway, the greatest poet of our time, in an opinion I share with my former B.U. professor Christopher Ricks, is a rock and roller, not a self-conscious academic: Bob Dylan. Dylan, almost always, has dealt in riddles, rhymes, and metaphorical symbol-systems - NOT polemics. His concerns are the universal truths of the human heart - NOT promoting the passing ideologies of the day.