The purpose of my artwork is to invoke an awakening of the sensual. Stimulating a perceptual, internal, and intellectual response for the viewer: a visual that speaks to life’s experiences. Creating symbols of universal connection underscores the relationship that one has to another and to nature.
Recent Articles
Unabated Wildfires Within Maples
Morphologies emerge in variable ways,
Protruding through space and time,
Yielding multifarious mazes.
Untitled
Where you go, you go nowhere.But the question dies with the outer shineThe summer ended, but not in my soulI yearn for spring, but it’s summer.The trees with naked branches, torn torsosAnd weeping bodiesLeft relics of ruins.The sadness within is engulfing the surroundings.NowI am looking for someone who you could bring them from booksI am looking for somebody who could […]
50 Shades of Spring
Such an ecstasySpring is puffing and swelling on its rideLike a new bride, it tides melancholy from all the sidesPiling growth upon growth like wavesSpring is moistening and filling the budsLike a lover, it chides the complainingDawn that arrives with streaks of crimsonOn the background of blue at times dewy, at times foggyThe sunlight pecking the grass, nibbling the treesDreaming […]
Garbage
Ah! love, let us be trueTo one another! for this garbage, which seemsTo go like an end of a diseaseSo large, so filthy, so toxicHas really no end, nor degradation, nor solutionCabbage in the sausage in the garbageGarbage at the side, at the rideI watched the landscape before the garbageI smelled the air before the garbageThe ditch the mount the […]
Your Plan?
(After Ryszard Krynicki) You won’t feel the rise in temperatureYou won’t have to think about the extinct animalsYou won’t ponder over the plastic and its problemsYou won’t have to reduce carbon footingYou won’t have to mull over the muck of the riversYou won’t have to think of trashYou will not be reducing greenhouse gasesYou will not be envisaging the melting […]
R.I.P. Brickmover
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Wonders in the Shadows of the Costa Rican Rainforest
At the end of 2024, I was on a surf trip in Costa Rica. Seeking peace and quiet from the hustle and bustle of the hectic surfing village, I took my camera into the dense rainforest on the slopes near the village. I was particularly fascinated by the shimmering vegetation in the eternal shade of the jungle.
The Reason the U.S. No Longer Exists
by T. G. Metcalf The teacher, a woman in her early forties, was seated at a table in her study. The students were scattered within a one-hundred-mile radius of where she sat. The year was 2137. The subject was United States History. “Looking back at it from our perspective now, one hundred years later,” she said, “the breaking apart of […]
A Suite of Sprawling Cattails Occupy a Suburban Woodland’s Edge
Spaces between the built and natural environment host transient goers. Herbaceous materials gently waver, offering fluffed seedy packets.Delicious debris diffuses along the paved-unpaved zone.Woodland soundscapes rapidly grow quiet. Suites of volant wildlife emerge.
Feeding Dynamics Across the Land-Sea Interface
by Josh Kesling Autumnal wrack lines linearly diffuse across beachscapes, demarcating the relationships between land and sea. Peppered with copper browns and aged maroons, not to forget the faded plums, these lines sprawl. They push through glassy pasts with unknown futures. Leaf litter has a defined fate, and it settles throughout brine-buttered interstices and micro valleys. Seaward deposits calculatedly arrive […]
Stratigraphy
This poem is formatted in a shape resembling a rock formation. It is intended to be read first as in standard English, left to right, top to bottom. Then read again bottom to top, and right to left, as a geologist would read strata. gods the of valley monumental a sustaining I.V. an from drips like justified center solo stacked […]
At the Window
I pray to the Invisible: Please protect usfrom blizzard and hail, from blaze and swelter,from flying insects that sting and swarm,from pestilence and sulfurous miasma,and from the crowded bluster and welter. But let us see the light,through your architectured frame,of sun, of stars, of moon, of clouds,of dappled leaves, of shimmering creek,and all your gentle creatures without names. And give […]