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, July 12, 2015

In a Spanish Garden

Verregneter Sommer - Rainy Summer 50 x 60 cm acryl -verkauft/sold


Some places seem to have more beauty
than the natives know what to do with. So we
have come here to manage their surplus. But all I

can do is think about the past, a useless non-
beautiful activity, producing emotional re-runs
featuring Regret, Humiliation, Eternal Embarrassment.

I go on an uphill speed march through an olive grove
to sweat it all out, and test my muscles, breathe a little
and think about the lamb I’m going to have for dinner

at a restaurant with turn of the last century Majorcan
Art-Nouveau atmosphere, a fanciful, curvaceous staircase
of exquisitely carved woodwork and turquoise tiles on the walls.

And there’s an actual dumb waiter lifting delicious food  
from a subterranean kitchen. We are going to eat in the garden
amid moonlight, palm trees, Spanish architecture, the air warm

and sweet with jasmine and pines. Returning from my forced march
I find Karin working in the back yard that we are renting
along with a bungalow—formerly a storage shed for oranges  

and wine, where we sleep and watch soccer on television. She’s trimming
and primping the flowers, and before I go in she looks at me, squints
and says, “You look gruesome.” Something to think about in the shower. 

Round Top Festival Institute, Saturday June 9, 2012, Texas Festival Orchestra

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