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, October 20, 2019

The Debt to Pleasure

Plinius Sagte (Pliny Said) 30 x 24 cm - acryl/collage/wax on canvas




CRUSHED

It’s the Human Resources woman
two cubicles down, near the water
cooler, who has your mind wandering. Lost in space,
pondering distant galaxies, when you should
be holding up your end of a conversation
is where you are right now.
And someone has taken the steering wheel
of Katie-the-next-door-neighbor’s sanity     
and is driving the poor thing right off a cliff.
Not just once but, Prometheus-like, over and over again.
We are staying nowhere post-modern or
right-angled or anally suburban. Instead
one of those funky labyrinthine pink or white  
medinas in North Africa, smoky with hashish and incense,
where only the natives can lead us out, and boy
are they not talking, lips sealed tight
in sad compassionate smiles.
The old Greeks had it figured out: infatuation’s
a pesky deity called Ate’ about the size of a sand fly.
She bites you and you are gone. The only way back is
to give up, throw in a tear-stained tissue, watch rom-coms alone,
eating ice-cream with chocolate bits stuffed inside, crunchy
with nuts and just a hint of cherry, waiting for the phone not to ring.



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