Art Essays

Echoes from the Dismal Swamp Exiled these many years In the land of the loud I see Red stones roll Down a gentle incline Bouncing off puddles Sitting here I see a fog float As a silent watery cloak And I can see what a friend once meant When she said “The Dismal Swamp Doesn’t […]

Anarchic Thoughts Gonna learn to play pool Gonna sing about the sun Leaving love on a stool Gonna rage and run. My city has lost its zip code My state is confusion My country governs a load With a dreamy profusion Let’s leave this mind Skip over the Atlantic Slip the bind Live less frantic. […]

On Love  They knew alright  The ancient poets  They knew about love. Chanting about the suffering  in its nauseating highs highs that kicked the chemicals  of the body past the tipping point  when the vitals spill slop  impossible to catch or clean pressing the heart’s gas pedal  as if aging were some  scroll of scenery […]

Writing poetry and painting are (for me ) at times , at cross purposes. I am working furiously on small colored inks right now as salable adjuncts to the large paintings , I’ll have in P’s Gallery at Longview opening October 2nd. The problems of composition , color ,placement of forms are ‘wordless’  apparitions directing […]