Phil+Katie 4/27/11

First thing in the morning

4.19.2011

I slept like a mountain

My friends asked me to stay

But there are greater

Needs to tend to

Thoughts and old delays

She looks cold in her caverns

Eyes lost and grey

Though we will never hold her

Our fight breathes hard

Hot and loud

Down ‘til dawn

Filling up like a bottle

Slipping wet through hands

You came to follow

In my darkened experience

Airborne and dismissive

Like a grain of sand

In the massive place

Where we landed

Fallen off the map

Walking through an Indian

Haunted house attraction

One by one

There they relaxed

Talking to strange men

With no interaction

And it felt like

You won

You Are a Stud

Cha cha cha changes

I didn't like it.....

Before:

After:

Walking in the Rain Today

It could be my life’s solution

It could be my last attempt

Washing over love’s regret

The daffodils, they are blooming,

Laughing; it’s not over yet.

A Poem for a Poet

4.12.2011

I wonder whose single hair this could be

Left behind as a vestige preserved and forgotten.

Not yet able, far from ready, I was the bad guy

Of character I would later despise.

But now forgiving, I want to be forgiven.

I want to be given a new page for you.

You are far away

And maybe have forgotten.

Can you remember more than unanswered calls?

Can you remember kisses on train tracks?

Climbing down your starry roof like a cat?

Madame’s L'Étrange Noël de Monsieur Jack ?

Across the street from you at Saint Michel

I want to skip over the years and traverse it

And meet you brave with sweat at Copley Square,

To say,

“I’m not weak anymore.

I can love again;

I can be a friend.”

Those words so far north from Marigny

May never thaw and trickle down fluidly.

Though, my sentiment will be received

By you, you vulnerable and courageous

Singing to the sun.

First Friday May 6th

I am curating and participating in a group show at Alternative Art Space at 450 Harrison. I will be putting up this piece that I made last year.

Phil and Katie--The Journey Continues!

I will let the art speak for itself. The painting below was done this past Monday 4/4/11 and that is the only painting we worked on. It made a huge difference to focus on just one canvas compared with our session from the previous Monday 3/28/11 which was pretty much pure madness. Throwing paint, screaming, hugging, falling over....you get the picture.

Pony Ride 4/4/11

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3/28/11 Session of Madness

(all but two (bad)paintings are shown here...)

Katie painting

Phil's hands

Phil

Katie

Dark Katie

detail

Campfire with Monsters

Souls for Sale

Night Flight

Star Ghost

Lullaby

Falling Pervert

The Artist