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, February 11, 2018

Look me in the Eye

Look me in the Eye 100 x 80 cm acrylic on canvas


are stored in family vaults
in Naples, Italy, in New Orleans—set afloat on some holy
river in South Asia—scattered over a bay in California—
scattered on the floor of a forest in Germany, a gum
wrapper shining through the ashes—but they’re
among us too.

Twisting the neck
of a pepper mill—dead—giving correct change—deader— 
that figment in the mirror—deadest.

You ask a few corpses to drop by
for an evening of civilized decomposition.
Zombies line up, board the boat, cross the river to be with you.

You’re taste keeps evolving
giving you hope that nothing will stop.
That you will grow out of yourself
into other selves perpetually
and onward without end
eternity waiting just for you:

which may turn out to be one of your favorite
fantasies featuring a vision of temple dancers
drifting home after the night shift;
row after row
of languid palms on either side of the street
leaning back in a damp breeze
and dreaming of hurricanes—dead certain—to come.

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