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, May 8, 2016

A Day in the Park

Ein Tag im Park - A Day in the Park 80 x 80 cm c/o Karin Goeppert


In a better world,
yes, in the world of our betters
Diva’s robes are as blue as a starless night 
   coercing an uneasy elite
lit by moonlight on putting irons
into a pattern of progress then back again
to the pleasures of John Cheever ( phalanx
of whisky breathed    trust-fund dipshits    dressed in Lacoste
           shod sockless in loafers)    hints of
white collar indiscretion wedged between
                                   a suburban mansion’s mossy cracks.
Equipped with miles of floss the Feds ride in
with their Siren: strawberry blond, brooding Monica Vitti
fresh from Sorrento (circa 1966) has most of our undivided lust.
“Fuck with me,” she whispers hoarsely, “I WILL kick your ass.”
Which makes some of us rethink our initial fantasy
involving a pink motel beneath palm trees and drinks
           on the terrace, etc.
In the old days she. Are those plateaus or platforms? Go, girl
whimpers the past as she pistol whips it into submission.
I’d love to introduce her to Lisbeth as played by Roony Mara.
Pour myself a drink. Set up the sub-titles. Put all calls on hold.  

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