A Space of One’s Own
Notes from alongside the Salmon River… “…who shall measure the heat and violence of a poet’s heart when caught and tangled in a woman’s body?” – Virginia Woolf Virginia Woolf posited that a… Continue reading
Category Archive: abstract
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Bugbear
This is the third in a chain of four small abstract series, following Murderess and Hoar; something green after all the blood and ice. Bugbear Who doesn’t love the purple flower in… Continue reading
Hoar
This is the second of four small bodies of work, continuing on from Murderess. Of course, I know that after the murderess, should come the whore. You’ve got to love the English language. … Continue reading
Murderess
Some albums are LPs, some are EPs. I’m not quite in a place where I can launch into the next big thing, but something needs to be done with all these concepts that… Continue reading
Dune Pondering
Note from somewhere on Highway 101… So, with my year’s project done way ahead of schedule, I have to ask myself, what now? What new rabbit do I pull out of the hat?… Continue reading
White Noise
I was going to call this The Unbearable Whiteness of Being, but I hear Milan Kundera is easy to piss off and I kinda like his work, so I refrained from the truly… Continue reading
Hot Earth on Earth Action!
Live nude verbal imagery? It was Earth Day when I started writing this – I couldn’t resist. I am growing closer to having the images complete for Cantrip and Loveletter. As previously mentioned, I’m using… Continue reading
Satyr vs. Naiad
I don’t think I look anything like a goat, but I certainly began to feel like one this weekend. Taking advantage of the sunshiny day, I rode off to one of my favorite watering… Continue reading
Ghosts of the Mid-Century
Art in the blood is liable to take the strangest forms. – Sherlock Holmes Abstract Expressionism was a hard sell for me. Philosophically, I totally get it. But my tastes run more in line with… Continue reading
Feverfew and Darkness
Find what you love, and let it kill you… If I try to cook in a bad mood, you’ll taste it in my meal. Trying to create art when my mind is full of darkness sounds… Continue reading