Words can praise it. of what you must experience taste Nor believe will speak sincerely praising anything. To Achieve War he has the quality of a sphinx when it comes drops in like the same great change selected to achieve war. I had thought of publishing these two miniature poetry collages separately, but I like [...]
rising wind, freshened earth, and then…the rains This is the message, too, to restore the weary. at a touch, To make the riches of harvests This simple visual poem happened (somewhat) by accident today, as I was experimenting with cardboard and paper. Perhaps something to try my hand at going forward.
The Yellow Desert, paper collage, 2020 i. the notion of being civilized is heightened by shadows an infinite crust of time a sense of music to hold onto at the center of dawn, earth cries —is vibrant, mellow, happy we are the bystanders relics of liquid freedom ii. the mind breathes in strange waves dense [...]
The Cave I had a difficult time naming this post. That's probably because I wasn't sure how to tie these collages together (and I couldn't bring myself to use Postcards From a World That Never Happened twice). Portraits from a...Pictures from a...Scenes from a... Funny. Every time the phrase Scenes from a... popped into my [...]
I went into last weekend with big ambitions. I had a list of blog posts to work on, lines of poetry that needed honing, expanding, art that needed making. And as it often happens when I've got multiple projects to work on, I spent two days bouncing back and forth between them all and completing [...]
Before We Grow Old nostalgia no more than longing for words The Pilgrimage
I got a fresh batch of 1970s-1990s National Geographic magazines in last week and finally made some time to rifle through them. These collages, titled "Modern Exploration I & II," were assembled on a two-page ad for the 1998 Chevy Tahoe. Modern Exploration I Modern Exploration II
My latest experiment in collage art: "The Invitation".
My latest experiment in collage art: Untitled, Cosmic Highway. Wishing you all a groovy weekend.
well, in the beginning, i can tell you were the politics of madness worship of smog & wealth & machines fragments from the birth of a solar system the stuff that’s summoned in temples pharmaceuticals deep sea calculations & the self was a strange object see & speak & breathe obedience the passengers on the [...]