Traducendo il Niente

Traducendo il Niente

Non importa come lo affettate

è ancora lo stesso

parlando, non dicendo niente - "che bello!"

parlando, non dicendo niente - "così tranquillo."

Pane e farfalla,

Falla ruotare e gira,

è ancora lo stesso.

Lei Sta affettando il cielo con un mazzo di denti di leone

e taglia i capelli del cammello al limite della

difficoltà.

Ancora...

Desiderando di gridar fuori,

verso l'esterno in una notte....

consumando parole con la spiegazione

viene a mancare ogni traduzione

cadendo morto su due orecchie desiderose.

True Talent

The Playground

  

     There is  a place

where  the everything meets  the nothing

                                                       and failure’s laughter  finds no ear to hold.

        Toys of words  are played upon –    supporting  weightless  bodies

                           


and worlds of work   are tossed about    with  effortless  meaning s

       

 Time only tickles here

   forgetting it’s self,

  and the sun only shines - from the inside  out

                                 

                                            While the all   is forever  cared for,

                           

                                                              regardless

                 

                                              regardless of reality’s knots.

The Playground, published in December 2007 Downtown LA Life Magazine 

Resistance Is Useless

resistance is useless

like a fountain in the rain

buttercups on toast and burnt-water tea

  sledding on the milky   way           

breathless chants   on a warm night   too close to the fire

sleepless days at the playground

or when light blue is caught    wearing white fluffy polka dots

but mostly

dropping  the giggle bottle –

and trying     to catch the ones that got away 

Cotton Candy Cavern

Fishing For Clouds

                                            lighting smiles.

she was fishing for clouds

perched on a stream of

         contemplation

       whilst

occasionally 

                            slipping into daydreams

   about

     polka dotted crows

                              and dancing cows

Blue Chicken Love

Les Peintres Poétiques

paintings

full of spaciousness,

no matter

the stage

clear

no matter

the brush stroke

youthful,

no matter

of age

alive and vibrant,

no matter

how dark

...there is a reason

those who were to become masters

studied in France

The Art of an Event

Princess Leia Fans

I was offered the opportunity to chair our elementary school's spring fling (a celebration of the school's birthday) for a few years and used the following philosophy as a focal point for the event.

I am really grateful for the opportunity - it was a gift in so many ways: personally, for the kids and I hope for our community.

The goal of this event is to inspire, educate and celebrate the arts through bringing together children’s playfulness, student experimentation and technical study with professional expertise. Celebrating these individual traits, together during a single event creates a unique and expansive atmosphere for all attendees.

When individuals get together and share their talents, regardless of age, a unique event is created that is not only entertaining but a celebration of individual gifts. This environment creates an opportunity to ignite within each participant a desire to explore what might be possible for themselves and their community as a whole.

...the idea of a birthday party is simple, but the possibilities of what could unfold is wonder-filled.

Ganesh

today

i stood before You

to shed my disguise as offering

there

in my naked embarrassment

You cleansed me with Love

and i died

now

clothed in Your majesty

here

I Am

overflowing

in

emptyness

Recycled Poetry

Van Gogh's Bedroom Now - Replete With Traveler's Chest and Bunny Slippers

I am a big fan of the variations of The Bedroom by Van Gogh and have been blessed to see some of the originals. This is (as are all my pieces) done from feeling rather than from looking at a picture... it captures the sweetness that his pieces take me, and I like to think of him now as being in sweet place. I don't think he got to see or experience sweetness in his life time (except perhaps through painting.)

He sure has blessed us by pointing out sweetness' unique, bright essence within his paintings...

Snapshots of Amsterdam

Tea Time

Perspective, Perception

When Alice Was Out The Chair And The Bass Liked To Talk Politics

From a series of my own technique I call Oil Pastel Stain (I miss having this one around... but at least I know the owner.)

A lion, a bee and a hummingbird go into a bar ...

the lion

strolls up to the bar

and asks for

"a courage

up, with a twist"

next

the bee

buzzes over, lands on the bar

and firmly demands

"a community

warmed in a snifter."

lastly

the hummingbird

swoops in and out
over the bar

pauses

and smiles

then quickly orders the special -

"a punch-line

neat"

Oil pastel and ink play on paper

Illuminated

Hand dancing, mixed media on canvas... it's sparkly.