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  • Art
    • Acrylics and Oils
    • Watercolours
    • Past Exhibitions
    • Sketches
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My Grief

8/1/2023

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My grief is a bone numbing confusion 
Too deep to be felt
It hums in my body
Paralyzing action 
Desires fade to this 
Dissonance 
Defies comprehension
And so cannot be felt
Remains to buzz around
No escaping
Until my plans fall dormant
In your grasp
The work continues
My thoughts remain in
Quiet confusion
A valley away tonight
What truth be told


Once we awake, we fall down in deep silence, 
the voices descend on their own 
they descend 
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Young Lovers

5/1/2023

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I just watched a perfect moment role by me 
Young lovers sharing a evening scooter ride through winding suberban lanes
Softly lit in the streetlight glow 
They don’t know it now 
Their perfect moment 
Even if it’s clear upon their face ​
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Your ROom HAs No View

11/13/2019

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“Do you like my room?” Sally asked with a flourish and Ben flopped onto the bed. 


“Well it’s a room.” 


“Its more than a room!” She replied with energy.


“It’s a college dorm. Hell it’s the same one as mine up 10 floors cept I have a better few.”


“Well I have a pretty good view as well.” She said, looking around.


“What, into that concrete wall?” Ben asked, looking out the window.


“Well no, but the painting.” Sally had moved to stand next to it, it’s floor to ceiling height swallowing her up. 


“Oh yea. Is that supposed to be a view?” Ben said, turning around to look at it. 


“It’s Florence! Anyone could see that.” Sally retorted with an air of superiority. 


“Anyone.” Ben sarcastically agreed. “Did you go to the game last night?” 
Silence. 


“Well…?” Sally asked expectantly. 


“Well what?”


“Do you like it?”


“No we lost.” Ben looked genuinely sad at the memory. 


“I meant the painting!” Sally shot back. 


“Have you ever been to Florence?”


“Of course I have! Thats when I did it!” She smiled smugly. 


“Oh of course. Well I’d sure love to look out of a window in Florence.” Under his breath Ben murmured. “Apparently it looks just like the concrete wall outside of New Rez.”












(ps. Did you paint that? It’s terrible.)
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    This is the chance to get to know the entire artist, painting and beyond! Here you will find poetry, stories, music and even life philosophy. Welcome to my mind!

    ​C'est l'occasion d'apprendre à connaître l'artiste dans son intégralité, dans la peinture et au-delà ! Vous trouverez ici de la poésie, des histoires, de la musique et même de la philosophie de vie. Bienvenue dans mon esprit !

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