Category Archive: ART

THE OCCASION…

CHAIR WITH MAN   A reunion of as many siblings who could make the journey. It wasn’t as long-planned as it was necessary. For some, those left who could still journey, came in… Continue reading

SOMETHING TO BE SAID…

PICNIC: 3PEARS2FIGS   If we started counting… The bus drivers who take your children to school, or you to work. The paper-people who deliver your morning read to your front porch, the bush… Continue reading

ROBETI…

GIRL WITH CHAIR   He is sitting on the rim of a wood planter box that houses a smallish palm tree providing no shade on this warm day, and looking away from where… Continue reading

WALRUS WISDOM…

TALK TALK TALK   “The time has come,” the Walrus said, “To talk of many things: Of shoes – and ships – and sealing-wax Of cabbages – and kings – And why the… Continue reading

EASY ON THE AYES…

*Stuart Kestenbaum, poet laureate of Maine since 2016. His most recent book “How to Start Over”, published by Deerbrook Editions, 2019. Credit: New York Times Magazine, issue 9.1.19, pg.12.

RELAXING IS RELATIVE TAUTOLOGIZED…

It happened today, this semi-dark soon to be rainy afternoon, after the dog walk but before lunch. The local newspaper provided the perfect, actually more than perfect reason for the needless revisit to… Continue reading

RELAXING IS RELATIVE…

Not a joiner. Never liked to stand out. Always stood at the rear of the crowd. Invites to parties, celebratory showers…even my own bridal shower…were angst ridden. The Mother said, “You have to… Continue reading

DAD…

DH IMAGINED   He asked when can I meet you? How about I deliver myself to you on my thirty-ninth birthday? Chuckle. Then, he said…perfect. Seems like forever ago when we walked up… Continue reading

NOT FIGS…

MANDARINS   Isn’t this just the berries? Actually, not berried at all…more like fruit-looped, but no matter. It’s great to be on the other-side of winter. The easel in the studio remains occupied… Continue reading

MOWING DOWN THE TALL GRASS…

  He salutes me every morning. Him…that old guy…the early morning walker. Like me. Although, I know that I’m not the only one. I imagine he salutes every one he passes whether on… Continue reading

LAST CALL…

The Dancer stood. Then moved toward the floor. No need for another. The music moved The Dancer. Along with the others. In confident directions. Last dance. Last call.          … Continue reading

FUNNY HOW THAT HAPPENS…

An idea within an idea within an idea. It never seems to stop until…someone else is doing something else that someone else is doing and the fire is lit..and it begins again. In… Continue reading

NO EXPLANATION NECESSARY…

Jasper Johns burgled my mind. He took all the thoughts I’ve had about my ART that tumble around in my head, and said them aloud to important curators of important museums and important… Continue reading

The great and the bad

Originally posted on A Certain Line:
Life Drawing (Drawing of Blue King) (A2) 2018 The National Gallery of Art in Washington has indefinitely postponed a Chuck Close retrospective because of allegations of sexual…

NOT MY WORDS…

LAPIN BLEAU via Thoughts on Integrity Sometimes words spoken or written by others hit a nerve, make a point, provoke, and not just a mere thought but myriads of thoughts….that are too important… Continue reading

FALLING INTO BED…

FALLING INTO BED “And some artists try to make something out of nothing, order out of chaos, demanding of themselves that they ably communicate structure and composition, colour and balance, and that each… Continue reading

SHOW ME THE…

BRAE TOFTS One dollar. Every three years. For the past 25 years. I’ve been paid one dollar, every three years for the past 25 years to move house. I’ve packed my pets and… Continue reading

Dear Mr President (POEM)

It’s not real, it’s a conspiracy, it just doesn’t exist. A concept created by China to destroy the US. It’s a complete delusion and irresponsible too, To spread propaganda and call it “Fake…

Suffer the children

Originally posted on A Certain Line:
Refugees (20 cms x 40 cms charcoal and pastel 2016) It’s always the children, isn’t it? It’s always the kids who get it. When the strutting despot,…

JUST KEEP GOING…

PEGGED It wasn’t what they said. Actually it was exactly that. It was not only what they said but the how of it. It was neither smart nor kind. The stolid and impassive… Continue reading

CHER…YOU THERE?

IRISH FARM HOUSE Did you get my message? The Reader said it was about time we had a sit-down, and The Reader is right. It really is time. There isn’t much that comes… Continue reading

FISHING FOR WORDS…

PESCE The Reader looks more than dubious that somehow I can connect fishing for words to the watercoloured fish on a platter surrounded with leafy, green things, yellow-ish squiggles and red rounds that… Continue reading

Miracle. All of It.

Originally posted on Live & Learn:
If you were an elephant living wild in a western city… You’d have one two-fingered hand swinging from your face – a hand as sensitive as tumescent…

PASS THE PEAS…

PASS THE PEAS Obtuse comment from My Reader: “It is about time…!”  Personally, I had hoped that 2016 was going to be a banner year for the whole lot of us. However, it… Continue reading

NOT COMPLICATED…

SIMPLY ORANGES THREE Caps with flaps or Santa hats Presented here for thee and thee, A modest image as sure as you please Of simply orange oranges three.