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Astronomy

April 23, 2014

this is my ecstasy of non-attaining:

she stood in the window like a cloud

and rained on my bed

pinned me down with thunder

flashes of light kept my eyes locked and dreaming

 

for a second

I held tightly what should be held

for a lifetime

of lifetimes.

 

Now she is circling as my satellite.

 

One day soon she’ll crash in my vicinity

I’ll put away the telescope

to haul her from the churning  sea.

And I will hold,   loosely

for a lifetime of lifetimes

 

a second of her

 

 

(2010)

 

 

 

(recent drawings)

 

 

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Faith

April 16, 2014

if all else fails

when art is just a stain

and music an intrusive noise

arrange shells on the beach at low tide

then trace, on her naked back

what lives and dies

between words

 

 

 

 

( recent drawings )

 

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Atom and Eve

April 5, 2014

“My atoms like your atoms”, she said.

And why not?

Wasn’t it Plato who postulated once that  people originally used to have four arms, four legs, and two heads? And because of our  pride the Gods in that most ancient time punished us by splitting us in two- forever pining for our other half, for completion?

I have an alternate theory.

Once, ABKQZL were together. Then they were split up, through a process called mortality perhaps.

ABK was combined with WRM. Let’s call this new entity  ABKWRM.

Meanwhile QZL was combined with CDE. Let’s call it QZLCDE.

Then after billions and billions of other combinations and permutations, of ages and lifetimes- in the same adjacent time and place,

we find an entity ABKW meeting QZLP.

Instantly, something happens, a recognition of the other:

 

” My atoms like your atoms .”

 

 

( recent drawings)

 

 

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Heterograph #8

March 30, 2014

Lower
The curtains, keep the day
At bay
And the dawn under warm sheets
All night I’ve searched by feel
Drawing with darkness what eludes
My breath. It was like
Catching fish
With bare hands.

 

 

 

 

(recent drawings)

 

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Credo-bility

March 4, 2014

Don’t just exist. LIVE- learn something new everyday, think and do different things-expand on things- go deeper, don’t stay on the surface. Be kind, be patient with others. Everyone you see, including yourself,  will die- everything you see will be gone, and the memory of them. There is only NOW . Choose wisely.

 

 

(recent work )

 

 

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More Train Sketches

February 19, 2014

Sketches I do to and from work…

Actually I’m not interested in mere verisimilitude- plodding at making it “look” like the thing , with careful shading, etc. I’m interested in capturing at a glance the emotional/physical/spatial “gravity” of the subject. I want to develop this type of ” glance “, a glance that takes everything in- transforming all of THAT, condensing/compacting all the subtleties into a few lines. every stroke has to carry this “unbearable lightness of being “…This is beyond optics. It’s as if you’ve stripped all your skin off, and you’re feeling the world with exposed nerves…mere facility isn’t my goal.

 

 

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Title

January 31, 2014

describing something by not describing it

de.scribe.ing

 

PLOP!

 

and the fencer struck 40 times and he missed.

his opponent thought he was the poorest of fencers.

but each of the 40 strikes were carefully planned

 

 

(from my last session )

 

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