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 14, 2017


Pirouette 50 x 50 cm acryl on canvas by Karin Goeppert


In my dream are lines of coke.
In the old fashioned bottles.
Who can resist coke in the old fashioned bottles?
And castle dungeons with wall-to-wall
and big soft pillows plus baby oil  
or one of those Majorcan golf courses complete
with slender girl caddies in Catalonian attire—
but there are huge speakers out of which
ooze the greatest hits of Wham! which makes
me want to track down and punish the deejay—
plus car sickness and enhanced coercion: “If you
don’t shut up we won’t stop for tapas.” In other
words, the perks and ills of civilization. So I depart this dream
and welcome other barbarians, dinner guests,
visiting relatives, bullying past Maginot lines
of good behavior—bilious, looking like shit
after a day long ride, demanding alcohol and salty snacks.
Later, stepping out into the yard to smoke a joint, I’m
hoping for a vision of freedom, but all I can see is the back fence.

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