Sunday, April 13, 2014

Oscars Pie Shop.


Monsters and Zombies
Met the other day
At Oscars Pie Shop
On the corner of Main

Sat around laughing
At the absurdity of things
Who looked the best
In a pair of Chinos

In walked the Hippies
The Bikers
Sal from the coffee shop
Alice who never wore underwear

Joined in the conversation
Ordered Pie
Milk
And for Sal anything but Cappuccino

Everyone thought it was a strange group
To meet at a Pie shop
In the morning hours
After the end of the world

Hippies were trying to understand
What hipsters were
And why they weren’t
That

Zombies remember not being zombies
Which is unusual
As Zombies usually do not remember
Not being zombies, or anything for that matter

Monsters considered they were in purgatory
Pie was a metaphor for trying to comprehend the afterlife
That they were only monsters to others
They were really misunderstood

Oscar came out of the kitchen
Bringing a trey of blueberry cobbler
Sat down with the customers
To tell a story

Where once he found
Fame and fortune
Making pies
For the king and queen

Of a small country at the end of forever
Dishing out sweets
And garnishing praise
A king amongst kings they did say

He began to think
That he was so special
No one would ever eat cookies again
Forget about cake, pie ruled the day

King he did realize
Pies were a threat
Sent Oscar to the end
Where this story is told

Where Hippies and Bikers and Zombies and Monsters
Eat really good pie at the end of the world
Sent by their king to consider their plight
All victims of excess and greed

And what of the poet
With pie a la mode
Pencil in hand
Observing the scene

Let’s just say
We all look for meaning
And a good piece of pie

At the end of the road.

Thursday, April 10, 2014

Movin ON.


Starting to take down the art room today.......should be done by noon........wherever I wind up next I will continue this project.........I am thinking some open industrial space somewhere.  I do not think it will be here in new york as it is just too expensive to continue around here.....looking at places around the country.

If anyone has an idea of good places to relocate please let me know........

Tuesday, April 8, 2014

People start to sing.


People start to sing
Tracing the morning with her finger
Magic circles in a field once inhabited
By water

I am frightened by the sound of thunder
Mountains move closer to the city to find excitement
Sheila raises her glass to the composer
Who worries about retribution from a jealous god

Getting together to form a society
Brittle bones crack with an enviable sigh
Twisted wreckage of the tornado gone by
Flashing gold teeth and subtle innuendo

Cantilevered I stand over the river
Sheer forces propel the inevitable future
Structures crumble around this holy place
Leaving in ruins timelines unwritten

Leaving the future unstuck in memory
Seeking to define uncertainty
Free of the outcomes left for man to write
Nature seeks to restore a sense of balance.

People start to sing
Evening light reflected in pools of remorse
The exodus begins

Quiet whispers of a new dawn.

Monday, April 7, 2014

faces.........


An artists life.......today I begin the process of selling my house in Huntington Long Island......and
now I must start looking for the next stage of my life and career.........


Thursday, April 3, 2014

Springs.......


Hi, I posted a couple of videos on YOutube of the lightroom.......

http://youtu.be/UQc_RYFcVfU

This one is with the modulations of light.....

Monday, March 31, 2014

setting up


today I will set up the studio for work again......finishing the light room took most of my time lately.....
I have to pack up most of my work in the next few weeks in anticipation of selling the house, move everything to the garage in the meantime.....

Sunday, March 30, 2014

art room......












photos from the opening reception of the light room March 29, 2014.....

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