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Friday, May 30, 2008

earthquake in Reykjavik

shake it up

Tuesday, May 27, 2008

Iceland


what a place what a place what a place
you should go,
you should -

bring a sweater 

Sunday, May 18, 2008

former Soviet in Astoria

Tuesday, May 13, 2008

Question

Does anybody actually read these things?

looking right, heading west, east forty seventh street

if you happen to be in 

Monday, May 12, 2008

where's my wig?

lookout!!

Saturday, May 10, 2008

old skipjack on Chesapeake bay

Friday, May 9, 2008

macscottland: streaming conscious

macscottland: streaming conscious

streaming conscious



three pictures or "doodles",


what you do in spare time
before brilliant vision 
comes into focus

Tuesday, May 6, 2008

soft head


all day       a blue fog        like cigarette     with           no reason to write         anything         anything at all or         everything                        everything and then some        vision seen                 and recorded while it lasts as
the pose            straight ahead               staring   in time          the buzzer rings relief        they dissect my features for the canvas             as I ruminate in secret             imagine the attention                     prosaic manner               the notion of reflex    long time     behind you     a difficult worse   appropriated as 
a groaning criticism         imagines their attention   in detail    images with remarkable results 
I didn't want   exclaimed  twisted   positioned  receiving   outbursts   employed   without consideration     nothing     nothing at all    





Saturday, May 3, 2008

posterity is meaning



winter storm watch ahead......

as sitting is making sense to me
as I wander through mentality
where thoughts reverberate
winter storm watch ahead.....

at least it's warm, so take
your outdoor plunge without 
me where a batch of snow
lies in wait.....

winter storm watch ahead...

I remembered a storm to 
salvage and send away to 
publish but it would probably
feel like zero

Vacuous abstract floundering
on the rocks of reality
is emphasized as the air
 is sucked out of the room

learn the lesson that's 
dispersed through developement
of effort and reaction
that's been decided to a 
quagmire that have elements 
of reasons for defense and 
danger and prestige that are
hard-liners supporting retaliation

activate today, it's the end of the 
pilgrimage that was felt through 
the heat of the day, present day,
what is visible in a scrap of 
daylight, serene and omnipotent,

none of those where I come
from, how to be,  how to be....
looking at them squarely.

scattered sanded saturdays
up against the wall with sunday,
we'll talk, talk
about priorities, winter storm 
watch with no agreement, no
zambonies........


%$%$%$%$%$$

mellow dramatic meanderings over 
maudlin subjects throttled my 
mottled mind
as the wind

witheringly eclectic 
propelled product
through my 
threadbare intensity

that hunted 
for savannah
and relief
from a salvation
rife with questions,

then crossing over
to the post,
another departure bids
adieau,

*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&

out into the sun
bashful to exit
silently past

                                                           layered for warmth
until spring buskers
in an alleyway 

the vagabond retreats

desperate to cling
to lifestyle so 
vainly

the rent is 
past due
it takes time
to be in time
to the sound of
what's there

in the air
violated to despair
and beyond repair

a process
that there will be what
and whatever and all
that would be........

is it far from the bittersweet 
effect of the evening?


all the angles
that multiply
have been covered

do not disturb
but listen up.........

****************************

find a way or make 
let's take a call, an important 
function of academic confidence,
historically in an academic study the 
quality without context the 
level comparable with the 
struggle denied so let's have a 
fair race

this is blue on account that 
black would be too formal
on account of everything being
that of the unknown that 
ultimately fades to black
where compulsion to swear 
is regrettable in the extreme

**********

winter crisp pan arrival
with flakes from up north
the water drains quickly
before stillness captures 
it's movement was what 
one was thinking as the 
mercury plunged south
and introduced an earthly
delight some and a maddening
sensation to others that in 
some respects I am one with 
the latter unless the petro 
remains......

*********

when I hear a steel guitar, I remember
when and if it sings,  disregard 
and recall scratchy miscues and distorted 
delirium that mixed into parables of 
mistaken presumptions
as if we had the gumption to produce slash
create

it must, it must be exclaimed
how we polluted the air with 
sound, we twisted reverb and feedback
writhing in torture from crap
without end that would encore repeatedly
'til they released the hounds....

Friday, May 2, 2008

Sun please!



can you f-ing believe it? It's raining again! All I can say is this better give us some serious green in weeks to come. Want to see more paintings? 

#1- untitled, 2006 -ink, acrylic and chaulk on paper

#2-barn next door, 2007 -watercolor on paper

I should put some prices on these things but no bother, they'll sell anyway.



Oh dear, oh dear. I know I must be in Hell because I just went through a bunch of blogs that dealt with "life?" on long island. Notice the ""'s. What is it about this overindulged, segregated, ash-heap of vanity that deadens the senses and stifles expression? Is it a psycho-diffidence to insult? I'm really wondering....

drawings





 

Thursday, May 1, 2008

painting

takeout-2007
acrylic/oil on canvas





that was yesterday by the way, my last post. today; more cleaning and writing then painting or drawing. something's gotta' give....
Today; park in the city, by the UN, farmer's market, t'was alright, meaning middling to fair; nothing to write home about, lisa's fabulous flat with baby, SOHO, time's moving on.......sunny day, more tomorrow-