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, February 7, 2016

Rosario in Gardenfever

Gartenfieber III - Gardenfever III acryl on canvas 100 x 80 cm


                                                Now as at all times I can see in the mind’s eye…
                                                             The uncontrollable mystery of the bestial floor.
                                                                           from THE MAGI, W.B. Yeats

I see them even now
in the green light of laptops and tablets
spread sheets scrolling down their pale faces
wasted on caffeine, lips thin and dry and chapped, never
satisfied, oh yeah, that’s them, always wanting what I
don’t want to give them, like junior vampires in search of
a little fresh plasma. Gray or blue suits not quite fitting properly,
handed down, it would seem, from an equally geeky sibling
who’s worked his way up to partner by now, grasping the ins
and outs of VAT far better than he will ever grasp 
the constantly mutating needs of his wife
and who, in fact, is on the verge of leaving him for a
bar tender from Montenegro—but that’s
another story; and the women,
nerdy, snorting, with strangely sour breath,
some of them unconsciously cute
packed hard-bodied in their pin-stripe suits, stealing
from the fourth floor kitchen fridge, and without a twinge of remorse,
half of some stranger’s turkey sandwich. In the Zone finally, eyes
unraveled in cold, unflinching stare, she finds again and again
in the turbulence of ingeniously fudged figures
those controllable mysteries of the bestial executive floor. 

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