In this blog we will share with you our vision of beauty, balance, harmony.

As Mark Leach writes in his book Raw Colour with Pastels: “Sound is all around us, and it is musicians who refine that sound into something of beauty. As a painter, I have always felt that my purpose is to craft colour in a similar way, to see through the confusion and seek harmony and beauty.”

And we add: Words, fragments of sentences, spoken noise is all around us, and Ken arranges words in such a way as to capture beauty in the accidental, the ambient soundtrack of life.

Sunday, January 5, 2014

Winter

Im Baum - In the Tree 36 x 52 cm






WINTER TO THE CORE

Located in the deeps of cold fog and snow drifts  
is a museum in which a sun burned meadow by Monet   
hangs in a heat haze of July or August, young ladies   
in long gloves underneath parasols, and
across the room is a Renoir girl—
hands red, 
roughened by work—
the liquid green light of oak and chestnut leaves
surrounding but not touching her as she lingers on a porch,
the look of resignation on her face so consummate….
But who can get there? The wind comes clawing 
icily out of Russia, as far away as the Steppes, an awful hint on its breath
of the Red Army shitfaced on bathtub vodka
freezing the will, leaving it ravished and half consumed 
half way to the bus stop. All that’s left as the snow and ice swirl
by is the birthday call to a close friend who could just kill you for “reminding” her.




Winter - Vivaldi
performed by Julia Fischer

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