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, May 3, 2015

White Trash Wedding

Quantum 39 x 49 cm c/o Karin Goeppert


The boys have been digging holes
in the neighbors all day. So to speak.
It is hard not to see trouble up ahead.
One of them asked me where barbecue
comes from. An urgent question
you would have to agree. Well, Billy Bob,
they import it directly from an underground
kitchen in Mongolia. Mongolia, Mississippi,
that is. I swear they would believe
anything. Some day they will be old enough
to vote. Consider that. And they are not getting
any smaller. Fast food padding. About five hundred
pounds of useless flesh between them. So, pretty
enchantress, if you turned them into human beings we
would be much obliged. Herd them up that stony rise. Have
them gaze down upon burnt out grasses, oil weed, a gerry-
mandered landscape of Tea Party trailer parks and the mall
Bobby Joe and I spent our honeymoon in. Will they recognize
their origin? Spawn of our piggery: do we even matter to you?  

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