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.

Monday, June 8, 2020

Complaint



 
They say it's your Birthday 65 x 50 cm acrylic, oil pastel and charcoal on paper



COMPLAINT (1)

When you’re away you have to stay
clear of those statues whose fig leaves
have been chipped away by curious school girls.
And I have to cut down on cheese burgers
and grilled cheese sandwiches because of
cholesterol and salt and other poisons. It’s about
time for our Annual Relationship Audit, a Situation Report
from the Situation Room where things can get rather weird.
At the moment it’s quiet. The cats are cleaning themselves.
You’re on the couch, plugged into WhatsApp, while I’m
spreading like a puff of smoke over a back yard fence.
A neighbor’s got ribs on the grill. We seem to be
in California but it smells like Louisiana
in steam-bathed, barbecued August; a delicious
lethargic deep south vibe I don’t know all that well
though I’m jiggling my legs—spastic movements
that raise a few eyebrows— to its back country harmonies.
Sometimes I’m someone looking for a Big Idea, a ready-made
sustainable system cruising along the skyline  
like any charlatan absolute. I even read books. In the end, all
solutions are temporary. Still, until you’re home unscathed
everything will feel hopelessly permanent, and I’ll be
someone not merely solitary but vaguely menacing too.
When people spot me they’ll grab shovels or gardening shears.