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, January 31, 2016

Venice Revisited

Redwood 60 x 50 cm acryl on canvas c/o Karin Goeppert


Ignoring a swarm of super cute Japanese snap shooters
aesthetes come and go talking of Carpaccio, but they
aren’t dragging their surfboards and their knuckles
behind them, because we are not in Venice, Ca.,

we’re in the other Venice, the one where rising water soaks
sneakers in a heartbeat. Shoppers jostle our unquiet appetites 
and we theirs, each of us in a frantic search for artifacts. I buy a pair
of black dress shoes in a shop the size of a closet. I look at pictures by

Titian and Bellini in Santa Maria Gloriosa dei Frari. I eat overpriced,
not very good pizza. I think about my apartment in Berlin. Why   
does that basil near the kitchen window smell like cat pee? Why do I feel
that if I just had a row boat all of my problems would be solved?

Because I’m lost, hemmed in by water, that’s why. O Byzantine scribes,
strutting charioteers of the 6th century, I dream about home
when I’m here and about here when I’m home. Why is that?
Scientists don’t have much to say on the subject. Issues of the spirit

not easily testable, which is why poets and novelists still manage 
dubiously to teach at colleges that resemble Venice
vaguely (here a bell tower, there a loggia) no matter how
   whorish and worldly the template
before the sons and daughters of Nippon posed giggling in its odors and shadows.


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