That’s LIFE

Points of view differ, WE argue.

Costa Rica

Saturday 2/28/09- Limon, Costa Rica.

Painting JFK

Plunge in with a sombre red, Arm yourself with a palette and easel like Picasso, Is the canvas about lazy cows or dazzling sun-sets? Narrow the field to portraits of JFK or still life plums,

Hi, What's Your Name? (Inspiration Point)

my inspiration point attempt

TRAVEL GUIDE FROM THE UNDERBELLY------1

,,,all sleeping one atop the other amidst the resounding din from hundreds of screaming children and overwrought mothers at their wits end. No,,,, it was something else that caught my eye...

Mauna Loa

My anger is the hammer That nailed Jesus to the cross. It burns the fragile earth, Scattering pieces of hearts at my feet. It's likely that some of yours is there,

Distant Point

The enveloping cold shrouds the fields; The sheep, camouflaged, sleep. You can hear the crispness of the air Almost crackling with loe energy. Everytime you breathe you see your mark is left,

Critically Conditioned

Presented with your requests I crumble, Disintergrating into my foetal position. Protection from you is futile. You force and force yourself upon me And I flinch, I bite, I oppugn.

Black Dog

My black dog barks Skin shredding sonic rings; He does not quietly sing. He does not softly sing. My black dog bites. Teeth-mark scars around my wrists; He does not gently kiss.

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