Some are oblique Some can only be seen in the lips and tongue. Movements of the eyes. the angle of a mouth. the two being as an internal body as they traverse connect with the same superficial atrophy A few fun facts about this poem-collage combo: the text comes from a single page in Gray's [...]
the light is arranged the wood is wrapped in salt i listen for the moon, keep time in a telephone booth a flower undoes itself a goldfish is dust in a field i close my eyes rekindle the sounds of oceans i am as ancient as these hips suspended between the source of life and [...]
a question mark among unfinished foliage a conundrum on flowerless knees these ankles are hyperboles these elbows announce themselves with the urgency of clouds on a horseless afternoon after all it’s only rock ’n’ roll a cheshire cat and a moon playing ping pong with your eyes like two spoons waiting their whole lives for [...]
Say What You Mean. Mean What You Say. Here are some collages I made this week. I realize I already shared Self-Portrait with Machine in an earlier post, but I decided to share her again, not only because she's my favorite of the bunch, but also because I just got her scanned on a print-quality [...]
Self-Portrait with Machine, mixed media, 2021 have you forgotten the still life the apple ambling with cosmic imperfection the fish who danced for miles who grew gardens at the knees the man in corduroy trousers, the fantasies that wept like rose petals, the octopus at his feet who are we to force meaning on this [...]
Going Places, paper collage, 2021 I've been busy with my collage practice lately and have been experimenting with some new things. This is the latest collection that's been added to my Etsy shop. I hope you enjoy. (Click any image to enlarge.) L to R: Just Do What You Do, Life is Skin-Deep, Ecstasy, Spirits [...]
i have so many reasons to love myself beneath the refuge of this sun-less spoon-less sky this twisted armor of safety pins this nucleus on a road-less bronze-less forehead a name that i cannot remember an astros the solitude of stray horses drinking winding thoughts beneath a leg-less moon this form-less rhythm-less bicycle this accidental [...]
Hummingbirds live at the limits of what is possible. I am reminded of a quote by David Attenborough, a documentary on hummingbirds and, for reasons I don’t yet understand, Rollo May’s The Meaning of Anxiety, which I first read about three years ago. It’s late on the Sunday morning after my birthday. I’m doing yoga [...]
There are Only Diamonds, paper collage, 2021 I feel as if I've been neglecting the blog a bit lately. My apologies. The truth is, though, that I have been creating at a rather feverish pace. Responding to various open calls and other contests and exhibition opportunities for my artwork. I have every intention of publishing [...]
My latest experiment in collage art: Catch and Release. SHOP PRINTS
