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, March 8, 2015

The Window

Das Fenster - The Window 60 x 60 cm oil painting by Karin Goeppert






“LEARN CHESS FROM 3-TIME U.S. CHAMP!”

The plots of dreams are tedious. I prefer the salient detail:
a party of nuns, say, munching grapes in a snow storm;
   or “Butterball Turkey” uttered repeatedly,
the way it sounds better than it tastes.

Which isn’t like butter at all.
Such attractive little deceptions worked into the weave.
Dreams are not really a phase of sleep, if you think about it,

but a form of sacred reflection, and if you believe that 
   you will believe anything, which a lot of people do. So you’re
awake and reaching for that thing to read, write, grabbing for
the girl who’s dreaming: if those kids don’t quiet down I’ll kill ‘em,

   and who wakes up to say
it’s Sunday morning, for Christ’s sake, take your hands off me.
Now outside the world is all radio, and there’s that recurring phrase
yet again: “Learn chess from 3-time U.S. champ!”  O what price self-improvement.

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