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, July 2, 2017

Interlunar Rendevous

Interlunar Rendevous 80 x 80 cm mixed media on canvas c/o Karin Goeppert


What does dürum mean, Mister Answer Man?
Well, Tiny Curious One, it means
a Turkish tortilla filled with thin slices of kebab,
onions, tomatoes, crisp lettuce, a garlic
herbal sauce, its trip south occasionally
facilitated by streams of cold beer. What’s
heartburn and garlic-scented breath measured
against such a delicious combo of ingredients?
It’s time to gather the right equipment and substances,
just me and a glass of some toxic brew, thoughts
not at all rigorous after a couple of bong hits, ears   
tuned-in to the correct channel as I make out
through static and buzz, not only an exquisite
piece by Portishead, but the sound of a young woman’s voice
muttering something but nothing I want to hear
while she fidgets and searches through her bag  
for a way out, answering my “where do you live?” with  
“exactly three hours from Louisiana,” and I have to admire
if grudgingly and with some regret and rising resentment
the way she indicates who knows we’ll see but I have my doubts
with a shoulder shrug, barely fighting back a yawn, hatching
the exit strategy I am fated to be a victim of.

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