July 2009
5 posts
This is a good time
I cannot say why because I do not know.
Conscious without words.
Moving and glowing present.
Spiraling past
Kinetic force of the future and it’s potential gravitation
Directions curvature
Leaping.
June 2009
6 posts
the theology of espresso
ego slain empty cup
filled by the brewed crushed fruit of the soil
with a nurtured froth swirling the image of the makers eddy.
take.
drink.
Watcha lull at the record bar last night…. with a touch of pinball and etch-a-sketch magic as well.
jots
the simplest joy of seeing new vastness surrounding valleys from vistas.
the speed of innocent intuition seeing emptiness as space in contrast to the present experience.
the shear wealth of care even though haphazard and clumsy at times, holding the heart as precious and with a grip on flesh keeping the free spirit from flying off a cliff or landing upsidedown on the ground.
a priceless gamble...
calm before the storm
all my art is up. a few final details and voila.
then the swell of first fridays will rise… fall into the night… i will get up and speak the next day and then man the other gallery during the fashion show maddness. then i will take my rest.