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, August 31, 2014

In Praise of Decadence

State of Mind II 40 x 20 cm


The table dancers are on their way
and the musicians are puffing on 
a spliff behind the gazebo( as the Beatles
once did a few minutes before their performance
at the Royal Albert Hall for the Royal Albert Family
going onstage royally stoned, and I guess
their music was quite easy to play
because if you have ever been royally stoned, well,
sometimes walking, sometimes talking, sometimes merely
existing can be really hard) as if gazebos
were designed for that purpose
which we know isn’t the case but then why not
a Parisian post-modern philosopher of urban legend
might ask: seriousness is just too Teutonic: given
the state of our Zeitgeist, holding out for tragicomic
would be excessive. Feel free therefore
to partake of the foie gras, and from the wine
breathing its last, go ahead, have a sip
before it slips away into this dark perfumed night.
I’m sure you have spotted the girls whose
eyes are violet-hued in this light—
like a squadron of Scottish witches they are—
shall we rescue them?
From boredom, I mean. We don’t fight over females
the way we used to. And that’s too bad. For isn’t life,
like a peach or a girl’s thigh, less sweet without the bruise? 

Ziggy Stardust by David Bowie

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