Nothing

As for me, I expect that my gold teeth will be ripped out of my head as soon as I hit the ground, by ghouls in long coats with snapping steel pliers, drooling in the shadows, who have been waiting for years to devour whatever it is in me that hates mankind, and it...

Eyewitnerss

Women are all expressing something different with their eyes and thus the difference tells the viewer a story. The girl in the lower left shows shocked surprise, while the girl in the upper left pines away in mute resignation for what she knows is already lost and...

The Origin Of Life

I have a horizontal crack in my baby fingernail under which a blackish green dendritic mould is beginning to grow. Lovely. The single cell, the first algae, photosynthesis, the origin of life. Soon i should have tadpoles evolving into amphibians and small fish. I will...

If At The End Of All This

If at the end of all this, if there is anything left that could be called “you” to remember this, if at the end of al of this, when the lens in your eyes have thickened and expanded like the belt around your waist along with the rest of the universe, or...

The Has-Been Who Never Was

I am sure that throughout history, there has existed genius as great as any who have ever lived who never pursued their genius. Musicians as great as Mozart who continued to work as accountants. Artists as Skilled as Valasquez who died in battle before they could...

To The Mask Of An Angel

I didn’t expect you to bake me a pumpkin pie, but after all, the holidays are upon us and I would have expected a token, something, perhaps a cheery letter with pop out figures of our blessed Lord Jesus in his straw filled manger, surrounded by kings bearing...

Nothing

As for me, I expect that my gold teeth will be ripped out of my head as soon as I hit the ground, by ghouls in long coats with snapping steel pliers, drooling in the shadows, who have been waiting for years to devour whatever it is in me that hates mankind, and it...

Eyewitness

It has occurred to me, as your last living critic, that to further develop your art, and to add my two cents of constructive criticism to your on- going painterly catharsis, that we must have a discussion regarding The statement, the innate communication and universal...

The Diamond Deal

I arrived at the Rangoon airport with a soft leather bag slung over each shoulder, having not had to check any baggage. I went directly to immigration and on to customs. A woman inspector sauntered up to the paint chipped table where my bags lay opened. Taking stock...

The Shwe Dagon Pagoda

Objects that have been donated for centuries fill one room. Jewel encrusted scabbards, solid gold Buddha’s, silver Buddha’s set with rubies and lacquered gold prayer books. In an adjoining room where racks of women’s hair hang, some are four or five...