24.75″x 21.5″ Silk and Linen, metallic thread and floss
My narrative that the Presidency is a position of serious responsibility for the good of the entire nation, where ego is tempered by the understanding that the role requires thoughtful responses, that words matter and that personal financial aggrandizement is absolutely not ok, has been exploded. I trust in the rule of law and my fellow citizens to restore my faith in this position.
8.5″x11 Canson Aquarelle Rag, archival inks
I meditate on my own future, these minutes, hours and hopefully years before death, and I try to see what I might yet create. “The future”, as we have often said in my family, “is open”. Unshaped and as yet, unimagined.
“Birdland – Maynard Ferguson” For the first horn player I ever had a crush on. Those high sweet tones set my 13-year-old heart on fire, and at 72 years of age still does!!!!!
As Peter Gabriel said: “I’m waiting for ignition, I’m looking for a spark
Any chance collision and I light up in the dark.
Besides experiencing the art displayed at an opening, I usually spend most of my time chatting with fellow artists. I move between the emotional visual adventure that the art work takes me on, and the hugely satisfying emotional touch and connection within this tribe of old and new friends.
I just returned from an hour of sitting in the sun at our local lake beach, visiting with neighbors, enjoying the play of oh so many 6 to 10 year olds, and just getting toooooo hot. Came into my wonderfully air conditioned home, got a glass of cold water with ice cubes and started to draw and voila………………………………
Silk, cotton and linen with cotton and metallic thread and floss 31″x21.5″
This song is a bubble-dub song, bumpy with colored percussion, and simple circular and angular patterns. Feels like the party detritus strewn in my brain the day after a very joyful lively gathering. Completed June 1, 2017
I rarely visit at the many Shopping Malls in Northern New Jersey where I live. The enormous density of humans I encounter, and the predictability of what is available for sale does not appeal to me. I do however, as necessary, take advantage of the value of household and kitchen goods sold at the large box store, Costco. This past weekend I visited the largest of these box stores in the region. The drawing here poetically represents hundreds, or perhaps thousands, of humans I encountered. As a Synesthete, my senses are particularly sensitive and exhausted by an afternoon in this environment.
Remembering my friends Adam Lee and Jason Mejia
“There you go, swimming deeper into Mystery. Here I remain only seeing where you used to be…….Gone from Mystery into Mystery. Gone from daylight into night. Another step deeper into darkness, closer to the light.” Bruce Cockburn
Silk, Cotton, poly ribbon, metallic and cotton thread and floss 24″x36
As a synesthete, if I care to “look” at what I feel, I can draw it. This is what a sore chest felt like. It was all sort of squeezey pressure with points of pain like a very sore throat in the wrong place. The fabric piece is sewn directly on a commercial 12″ square stretched linen canvas. I am quite well now, and all that remains, thankfully, is the artwork.
12″x12″ linen canvas, silk and linen, cotton and metallic thread and floss
If you haven’t heard Linda Everswick’s music, please give a listen. If I must say so myself, her use of my drawing for her cover art has just exactly the right bouncy look for her bouncy aural textures.