These paintings contain notes, thoughts, and written scribblings for those inclined to read…
As joy turns to sorrow And victory defeatThe batteries drainedThe battering remains A constant beatEach pulse an increase of primordial painThe hope of expectancy surrendered Like broken water from a cloudburst in a heavy rainSomething gone wrongThe absence of lightThis can’t be the way That all is set rightThe giver of life drained of the […]
The spin of the sphere Is the beginning of fear And where it leads none can followIt’s tilted gait Refuses to wait As yesterday wars with tomorrow And the lengthening days The upper hand gainsAnd the bluebirds await the arrival Of the victor’s scorn Trampling the snowmelt Of their opponentWho retreats to the high mountainsBlocking […]
The lunar eclipse breathes its deepest shade of red As the waters of earth rise up to meet the dyingA global procession Where every drop offers An honest confession Of unending love And weeps for the loss of their beloved’s white-blue lightThese fluid mourning masses Gather at the funeral parlor doorAwaiting a turn to glimpse […]
Inhalation of numbers A suspended matrix of love and tears Sweat and painNo solution for this equationJust a problem of oxygen suspended in bloodArriving from beyond the sea To bring life however brief it may beBut with it arises The conflict inside usCarried by wind Born of dustMade of earthFragile and flammableUnquenched and unbirthed Ubiquitous […]
As the plot thickens The pulse quickens Signals the release of adrenalineThe fight or flightThe might makes right At heart it’s all just lightEmanating through nervous roots Planted deep in the sinewsIt’s neither sin nor is it newsRiding shotgun in the cardiac Pumping beats to keep the blood movingRegulating the pace of exchangeThe old for […]
Pulsating depths collide with rock in steady rhythm Rocksteady rhythms Seafoam drifts that move in procession Driven by the upwelling of timeEtching on the surface a crooked white lineA visible record of the upheavalThe sheet music of endless revolutions Each blast is a rebellion In search of freedom like waterMoving to this inexplicable beatDancing with […]
Molten harmonics signal the release of tensionThe groaning of tectonic riffs Played with the volume cranked to eleven The subterranean chords of metal and rock circle their preyDescending through chasms Black air dripping with the sweat of earth Waiting to shake its foundations And strike Hunting reverb for survivalAnd it hides by the deepest frequencies […]
Dancing at will upon the innumerous grainsThe finite brains of particulate philosophersWho cannot through their centrifugesDo anything other than remain on it’s surfaceGrasping at photonsMissing the pointMarching lockstep in lines around the cornerAdrift in a city of relapsesLost in a sea of synapsesMentally sequencing the circuitry required To awaken the silicon mined of earthThe silicon […]
Rising and falling, the transfer of energy, the simple wave is itself in nature prominent.To look too close is to see only the thing and miss the implications of its movement.From here on no further mention made of the object of our salted minds.Just an attempt with light and with shadeto find it between the […]
And it will be what it will be
Lengthening shadows signal the cycle Is nearing its endSoon to repeat againAnd as the fading light races the horizonThe dust is what we’ve laid eyes onThe circuit completeThe awakening of earth’s mind In a thousand incandescent lightsStreaming forth To welcome all and then someTo receive the failed and winsomeHer final thought to hold a mass […]
The fragile seed Takes root and shootsGreen explosions of sunshine Burst forth from the scattered ashes Of those laid to rest From the day when the mad disease Took aim and shotTheir passing became The passion behind The protest of laughing children Bellies fullThe harvest abundant Ringing from the bell tower Over field and foe […]
Recent Live Art piece from the Save the Waves fundraiser in SF a few weeks back. I’m really stoked how this one turned out. I went with a simple image of a wave about to break into a breakwall, an enigmatic comment on our role in shaping the shoreline, creating and destroying surf breaks along […]
Painted live at the San Diego Surf Film Festival, 2014. Throughout the 4 day event, contributing filmmakers were asked to trace a print of their hands on this 36″ x 36″ canvas. On the final day, I incorporated their hands into this finished piece.
On that day we harnessedHistory’s joyousLaughterBut there was nobodyAround to hear itSo instead weSplitThe difference
We came to this mountain in search of goldWe’ll leave with pockets full of solitudeWe speak to the windWe are here nowEverything else is goneThe cars and housesThe monies and the mediaThe interconnected web of information thatTies us all togetherNone of that can truly exist at all We know because we’ve listened to the quietThat […]
All the while the day grows darkerAnd nothing dry is left.The eternal endurance of water has won,And now even what’s wrong is right.You can see it, but you cannot understand itNothing more can be doneBut surrender beneath the weight of it allAnd beWashed AwayThis is what it is to be human
Wishing for another momentTo captureTheInconvenient gazeOf a child’sBrightAnd silent futureBefore they comeTo haul it all away
We never did imagineThe goldenAccelerationOf our free fallWould yield… Such high rentFor apartments so small AndSo many left turns AndNo rights at all
Each passing stormBrings a clearingOf mindRevealingSpiral rhythmsOf colorIn your eyesBoth fragileAnd totally free
These trembling walls danceWith their Maker’s invisible spiritAs we wage war on tomorrow’s past Victory was better an hour agoAnd defeat is a low-tide Rising
One world aboveAnd another belowIt might be heaven up thereButDown hereWe live in our vans
