Only The Words That Swirl Around While The Roots Take Hold
Outside the studio
there are trees.
Not people
not cars
not slot machines
not sounds
of these things
or reasons
to need these things.
Only trees and
the light that filters
through the leaves
and
the words that
swirl around while
the roots
take hold.
... Enjoy!
For A Fine Job Of Helping
I do have to say that I have to come to appreciate small town life. When I was younger I always thought the city was the only place to be. Then there are times when I am travelling and I stop in some small town and go to some small diner and have a cup of coffee and I look out the window and daydream and the world slowly spins to a halt right in front of me and I get it.
This is a page from a 1959 pamphlet promoting a canoe race from Grayling (one small northern Michigan town) to Oscoda. (another small northern Michigan town) These are both small towns that I am familiar with in my travels through Michigan and I can picture the canoes and the people and the pace and it is the pace of many small towns throughout the world and I am going to pause a minute before I hit the final period on this sentence before I get back to my life in the city.
... Enjoy!
7 Dreams
This is one of those that doesn't have a story of it. It's better if you come up with your own for this one. ... Enjoy!
It Is Out Here Where I Hear The Music
This is one of those that doesn't have a story of it. It's better if you come up with your own for this one. ... Enjoy!
Not Wish There Was Another
I will take this moment and
keep it to myself and
not wish there was another
moment like this one
because there will never be and
closing my eyes
I wait
for the next
moment to come.
... Enjoy!
Only The Parts Of The Body
The small light
lit up only the
parts of the body
that I was
talking to and
her eyes and
lips and
nose and
cheeks where
all there and
the rest melted into
nothing.and
I melted into
her..
... Enjoy!
Nothing But The Sound of Nothing
This is one of those that doesn't have a story that goes along with it. A painting, a late night and out the window there is nothing but the sound of nothing.
... Enjoy!
This Is Where I Hope To Begin Again
The house is still mainly in boxes littered around the rooms and I type at a borrowed folding table and this is the first painting in weeks and it worked it's way out at 2:30 this morning, when I couldn't sleep, laying there thinking about these paints all boxed up and locked up and going nowhere and I was starting to feel like I was going nowhere and I was boxed up and I got my sleepy you know what out of bed and cleared a spot in the basement and laid out a few color and a blank piece of hard stock and went to work and when I awoke this morning this is what sat on the table and this is where I hope to begin again....Enjoy!
After Three Days There Is More Than Emptiness
I am sorry. The words just aren't here tonight. For the last three days I have been painting non-stop for an upcoming show at The Richard App Gallery. I got the details Saturday and for the three days that followed it was nothing but eating, sleeping and hunching over 12 canvases. My brain and eyes are spent. So, after finishing up all 12 peices, I took a moment to work on this one. Just to change the speed and just to remind myself why I paint in the first place ...Enjoy!
In Waking Moments I Wish These Were The Only Two Choices
The Story:
Life is simple.
Life is complex.
...Enjoy!
