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.

Thursday, December 25, 2014

Merry Christmas

Barnaba de Modena - Madonna and Child

We wish you a very Merry Christmas!

Thank you for having shown interest in our small blog.
We really appreciate it!

Karin and Ken

Sunday, December 14, 2014

Self Improvement

Floral Passion 27,5 x 18,5 cm


You meet someone who after a few drinks can shatter a life.
The kind of person only a Werner Herzog
would have the balls to open up to. Dennis Hopper
smile and David Crosby mustache. Amiable x-rayer of souls.
“I’ll tell you why you’re fucked up, man, just listen to me.”
Jungle boots and bush hat. Looks like he’s
just come in from patrol: long range
recon killer in full ambush mode. Calling every
bluff, exposing every subterfuge.
You feel you are up to it, however, you can deal.
So you speak to him of credit card debt, the girlfriend
who’s left you for a mysterious traveler in the carpet
trade who’s either a spook or merely a guy with a secret; that
you have given up on truth, that pleasure is what counts
now, and as cheap as possible. A six-pack of cold on a humid night
in Fayetteville, North Carolina. A stranger pressing ice-cubes 
to the back of your neck. Grace in defeat, a rare
moment of perfect coherence before the fog sets in again.

David Crosby - Almost cut my Hair

Sunday, December 7, 2014


Before you see art, read poetry and listen to music we would like to point out a link which explains very comprehensively the new rules on Facebook with regard to their pages. This is very important for artists marketing their art on their Facebook-pages. It seems that it might not be a good idea to promote other artists, yourself of course as well as ask others to like your page - which I personally find a bit iffy anyway.....

The English artist and blogger Katherine Tyrrell wrote extensively about these changes and for all of you who happen to have a Facebook page it might be a good idea to look at her post.

You will be able to find it here: Making a Mark

Zusammenkunft - Crucible 50 x 40 cm

                                                        Meet the new boss/same as the old boss.
                                                                                                                           Pete Townshend

Hand grenade rolling toward a bespectacled
junior officer’s “hootch,” Mekong Delta, circa ’68,
   going off when said officer emerges through the flaps
   yawning, stretching
sending pieces of him flying,
   private whomever executed at Leavenworth
for “fragging” his platoon leader, or further back  
second century slave revolt in Sicily, thousands nailed to crosses
on the road to Syracuse, i.e., the man 
   who lives in the “big house” always wins
and yet some hard hat in Richmond, C.A.
   hears a warm splashing sound in the bathroom
that has him squeezing his crotch in anticipation, “Baby,
   that you?” she asks through the steam, so enjoy
Scranton, what’s left of it, Pittsburgh, Detroit, Cleveland, Green Bay,
   the low
   ceilinged dwellings edging around the county dump, seagulls diving,
the way mansions edge around a country club’s 9 holes,
odors informing every stratagem of escape, a six of “Talls”
   an ounce of Mexican a little dab of crystal meth
for those sans strategy, the grandiosities of wrestling on TV, how workers
   and ball players look pretty much the same, broken down and gimpy
by the time they hit—smash into—50, and take the
fall, the punch, the bullet, proudly stoic
yeomanly as they get, and when somebody asks you
   how you’re doing, just shrug
and say “workin’” which means you’re fortunate to have work,
   so enjoy that warm sound of splashing in the bathroom,  
cowboy, inspiring hope that your girlfriend has you on
   her list of things to do today. There’s reefer on the nightstand
and a song out there you have to hear this second or
   life won’t seem worth living anymore.   

  The Who - Won't get fooled again