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, November 29, 2015

Kim Kardashian's Ass

Ebbe (Diptychon) - Low Tide (Diptych) 90 x 30 cm acrylic/spray paint/ink on canvas


A thief put a knife
to my throat and said
give me everything you got.
I emptied my pockets and out fell a volume of Shakespeare.
Then some essays by Schopenhauer.
He stabbed me, I think, not so much
for my taste in reading matter
as for the all too voluminous proof
that I read at all. Read too much.
Read as if in defiance of the world, its lousy zero-sum options.
The wound wasn’t as deep as the Grand Canyon
nor as broad as Kim Kardashian’s ass
but look for me tomorrow and you will find
this promiscuous reader and epicurean
anarchist, and all that that entails,
in a world of pain.
To say how much we know
is to admit nothing
but we do know someone’s coming for us  
in the Swedish dark coming fast
and nobody seems to know when
and we never know why, just as we never know
why good fish tastes like chicken, but there you are
or why I am standing on a sidewalk
in what appears to be Dallas, Texas
at four in the morning a knife sticking out of me. But here I am.

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