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, October 25, 2015


Parade 39,5 x 49,5 cm acryl/scratchmarks on linen


Just when I thought I
had you pegged
pigeon holed
identified in the
line up
you pirouette
out the door into a new life.
You pointed out   
that a preposition should not
bring up the rear of a sentence
right before what the Brits call a “full stop.”
Which is what you did. You stopped fully.
Or sprinkling cheese over the beans
as they simmered
cutting the onions and tomatoes
filling the wraps with all of it. And sour cream.
And a handful of regrets. And a
half-baked philosophy of life.
And a bunch of questions tied off at the top
we’d rather keep uncooked, rotting at the back of the fridge.
I felt like an army standing at parade rest beneath the trees
and yet at peace
with our warlike natures.
All of those ingenious transitions
into other ways of being different
I would never have thought of without you.

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