I have a good friend named Earl I feel I owe a little performance or something to for keeping me company and speaking in images so eloquently. This is really a rough performance, he deserves better. Tune by Patty Griffin, performance by Redneckarts. Drawing of earl from a photo series by Zoe Gemelli
photo of Rock by Warren Ahmed Vivian I don't think other artists think as cynically I do in such matters, but I'm a person who believes the dairy queen and macdonald's and ruby's roadhouse and the decorations in the yard are as much culture as is the a.g.o, which means that culture was here before…
Painting becomes repugnant sometimes so I pull back guiltily, socialize, take to the roads. I seek out those I love, I look about, play guitar like a ne'r do well. I clean up the hard drives, ditch redundant files. There's a cafe I like in a little city down the highway. There I can catch…
rodeo in town silver buckles and a turquoise sky and a smoky pickup waiting in line and the ring would be dusty- ah but they'd be hosing her down... too hot too see you and the rodeo's in town. Well the buffalo roam these plains in back of burger vans and dream catchers glitter under…
I wrote the following thing while walking around a university hospital and staying in various nightly rooms, each kind and thoughtful. Wouldn't call it poetry but it stuck with me while I sorted things through. A little dark, but let's give it the light of day. MORPHINE AND ROSES (in two voices) A beauty whose…
Here's a link to a few little paintings from this winter....
Captureland Failed States, captureland, I know them. I go back and forth. I know the constant surprise in loneliness, I know failed states, asymmetrical conflicts, the pattern recognition there is in the detective work white-boarding my own deceit, in positioning the prodigal at the scene, and charting a parallel faithfulness also, a good son’s, no…
Add a foot of snow and replace the romantic old Americana buildings in the video with chain stores and food depots and aluminum siding clad houses and you've got a lot of my town tonight. Found this on youtube last night while shunting around looking for tunes to make my brother learn on guitar by…
Let's see. We've had our substantial snow. Substantial. It seemed sudden. I moved enough topsoil in those last "bald headed days in November before the first snowflakes sailed" that the snow settled as impediment to a timorous ninety point turn in the driveway, which is the size of a church parking lot and holds one…
I just rose into the visions of the village idiot this morning like I'd never been away. The ice of the night had burst a pipe and the water was up to that first little wooden step in the basement. I followed him down the glistening street into the diner where I learned from eavesdropping…
When There Were Tigers A hypertext novel in progress. Clicking on the picture above will take you to it at another site.
spring, the garden Another fine morning here, contrary to the weatherman and all that nonsense about April being cruel. We had good rain through the night, sorely needed and things are green, plumped up a little. Birdsong, everything. It's private enough I can step out of the sun room in the morning and have my…
January It really is the most wonderful time of the year. I thought I was getting a chocolate truffle and coffee migraine but it was just a tinseled star flashing on a timer under my eastern elbow. New years eve. I put on the smaller parka and walked down town in lieu of listening to…
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