The Terrible Sea

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…

Captureland

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…

Town And Country

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…

Anyway

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…

Blue Hotel

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…

Spring, the Garden

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…

A January Post

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…

houston

Well there's no dust on the Bible around here. Early July I found the following words to paint by in a pamphlet pressed between tear and face powder spattered pages and I've let it be my ever-loving guide all summer: "The value of natural beauty to the human soul was what inspired the masterful landscape…

What I Should Have Said

An intense day, neighborhood alive with five border collie puppies adopted up and down the street, with reports on behaviour and places to walk. Some are requiring obedience classes. They do look pretty in the snow. Black and caramel and white with spots over their eyes, and long gentle forepaws. They smell of hay and…