last summer in Israel

Ani ohevet otach (אני אוהבת אותך)
שלום אני אוהב אתכם
Last week,
I saw two children
rise into the starry night.

They changed the world
but left (blown) out
onto a black glass sky
and it hails
and it hails
and it hails.

I shout,
"Hello, I love you"
into the thunder.

Ani ohevet otach (אני אוהבת אותך)
into the thunder.
שלום אני אוהב אתכם


I write their names onto scraps of paper to bury in The Western Wall

the words

So- the words follow this time; I think an afterthought.  It was something about authenticity that Jarmusch was fishing for.  That  things become authentic when we filter them honestly through us; perhaps that is the function of an artist.  Your thoughts?

the paintings

Feb 2012

The rate of time- unbelievable. Home sick today so finally a moment for reflection and I turn to do it here.  It seems horrible that one needs to be home sick for one moment of reflection- the over living of every moment creates the foundation of inflation.  So I got nothing done, the long list of the stuff one should do on a weekly basis lingers but I painted.  --and I read this: Nothing is original

I have spent almost two months working on this painting that was originally for commission for someone who had seen one similar at a friends house, but I ran with the idea, thickening the paints sculptural and adding colors all the while to whatever new shadows emerged from the density...not the style for the person who commissioned it, but i can't really stop til I feel it is done. (ironic after a period)   going to have to shoot some progress shots and put em up here...

Let's have a discussion about what is
a compulsion to make expressions...

There is a book I read a while ago whose main character reminds exactly of my friend Brian Wall, who played blindfold chess at the Chess show these last two months at the gallery.  I really liked the show - Brian was Brilliant the ARt was really interesting and different --just wish it had made a profit instead of a loss, but that is like the art of chess itself, so many brilliant folks devoting so many hours to an art, without any pay.  I would name the book but I am afraid someone would not see it the same way and their feelings would get hurt..so Why did i Bring it up.?
in less than two weeks we will be back at the beach-- what happened?

hello again

November. these months are flying by; the politics are painful; people i love are in jail and hospitals with no justice or health in sight; work is consuming me and i need to force myself to create. But when I do, it saves me.
This First Friday is the annual chess in art show. Some amazing pieces are in this show, if you are reading this come on down. Brian Wall will do a blindfold simul. and in this world in this time ART is almost a salvation. a little vacation anyway.