Depth Perception #1
Artwork
Twenty Twenty Two
Gravitational Truce
Nobody Home
The Coast Road
Kansas City Star
The President
Recent Fractures
Standing on the edge Where everything brittle must eventually break Where every painting is a tempting of fate I do think about these things But not deeply, and not with too much weight Because I try to tread lightly on the edge of fate But recent fractures Can’t be ignored nor can I the consequences […]
Who Are You?
Higher Learning
If I had learned a little more I’d have known what not to do I’d have stood my ground And refused to paint The whole entire view But here we are after the fact Showing every reef and where they lie Splayed out across this canvas From a vantage point Halfway up the sky A […]
Silver and Gold
Silver and gold I may not have But what I have I give to you I’ve got the golden sun On a morning bright enough to Cast out shadows From the depths of hell I’ve got the silver sea On a morning calm enough to Cast a sweet spell Up to the heights of heaven […]
Not Exactly No
Into the Sunset
When the Ship Comes In
Where It Wishes
You never know where the wind will take you. I generally avoid painting down at sea level. I like to be up on the edge of the cliff. Canvas bouncing in the wind. But today I’m here. Not of my own decision. I’m painting this for some friends. They’re moving on, and this, a parting […]
The Brighter Side of Widowhood
Thermal Windows
Mine… Or Maybe Yours
Needle in a Haystack
The needle was the view And the haystack was the mist I come for the first But cursed my luck When I couldn’t see past my fist I set up in faith That it would clear And momentarily it did Had to work quick To get the jist And that is what you see here
Lost… Or Just Displaced
A Little Ways Away
Thérèse of Lisieux Born in an age of books without end Teachers teaching the taught The perfected lesson The corrected doctrine But no one to love the world entire Unable to bear the burden And fully aware of the limits Of her own imperfect love Small, weak, and broken She found her greatest strength In […]
Stairway to Here
It’s the word that was spoken Before I was sent To a world collapsing Under it’s own colorless night We look with our eyes And see failure An abandoned outhouse A crime spree Suspicion and Self destruction Egos ablaze And rampant consumption Of her beautiful form Of her body Of earth And water But these […]
Ukha
Unfasten the beading Undo the hook from the loop Soon we’ll be eating Russian Fish Soup Tonight in the cabin After the sun jumps its hoop We know what we’re havin’ It’s Russian Fish Soup We’re not in a hurry But the ladle’s first scoop Sets our spoons in a flurry Of Russian Fish Soup […]
Buzz Buzz
Nothing to Get Mad About
