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, March 6, 2016

Period Piece

CF 1 40 x 30 cm acryl on canvas


The merely random doesn’t interest us anymore.
Like a Hollywood actress, its measurements never stay the same.
We’re thinking, in the short term anyway, of using fractals.

Who doesn’t feel like doing something timeless for a change?
Ride in a hay wagon rumbling through flowering countryside
and a surprise
for I think I do see Tess Of The D’Urbervilles
pinned to a lean-to 
by a savage relation.
I’d like to rescue her. But as fate
would have it—this is Thomas Hardy—
all we can do is wave goodbye.

A  middle-aged artist of trembling “equanimity amid uncertainty”
dares to mix paints on his teenaged wife’s convulsive belly.

I’d cast a younger Natalie Portman as the young wife/model.
And a much, much younger Nick Nolte as the artist. But that’s impossible
so forget I mentioned it.

Like a butterfly of rare beauty,
a soft fluffy moth, she opens her bodice. Screen test.

I despair that we’ll e’er find fractals for those
   lovely, lovely…

…a sound of brocade, lots of brocade,
ripping on the roses in our uncle’s garden.

What exactly do you mean by “negative capability?”

And where are the spider monkeys
uncle Albert brought back with him from Tanzania?
They are strangely beautiful, and possessed of a rare grace
that gives me much comfort in these troubled times.

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