Resonance

Okay, it's on.  There are horrible stories loud and clear.  You're a beauty with nothing to prove.  The goodness is out there.  I really don't know about this day job shit.

Been out a lot, investigating history and tradition, momentum, "work ethic",  making art crime and conceptual strategies.

It's good.  The next bit will get fresher and warmer.

I've got to figure out how to get imagery from my Android phone onto this blog.  All the new work is on that sucker.  

Here's a poem for you:

that one is 

a fun 

game

I can't bring a 

thought 

that 

crystalline on 

purpose 

ever

the sense making

machine 

confounds

flounders the 

flesh

boat

well, ah, 

a good

try

Make more art faster, please. 

The thinking will get more orderly as I get here more often.