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, December 11, 2016


Brumalis (acryl/gouache/wall paint/coffee on canvas) 80 x 80 cm c/o Karin Goeppert


Frog voices bent in starlight.
Trees and bushes in the backyard
magical as a Steven Spielberg
bio-pic about Norman Rockwell
enchanted as the shadows of a sultry
summer night, a young girl falling in love
with a boy whose only love is his skateboard.
A barely audible shift in mood
leads to actions of life-altering consequence.

For all of this to make sense the world must be seen
as essentially sad yet still able to crack us up.
Frogs laughing in the starlight while a French farmer
sharpens his knives. Cleopatra, fat tabby, dancing
with a field mouse. Steven Spielberg sharing a
pipe with Norman Rockwell’s great-grandson
on a wrap-around porch in Fresno, both men bent beneath
the weight of stars yet giggling anyway, 
giggling about nothing at all. 

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