meticulous: what fear, have you?

I contemplate: metus | fear. Things are arranged; then they are rearranged. What do you hold to, that which is arranged, that which is not? Is there beauty in symmetry? Or, symmetry skewed, the chaotic fracture? I contemplate: Imagery photographed at DIA | Beacon, NY...

As I stand

As I stand As I stand out in the silence of this morning there is nothing to suggest that I am any thing less, than alone A breeze begins. Distance beckons and I can feel just the beginning of drops, that come, falling on my bare shoulders. But it is the sound that is...

Krink

Krink 3.3.08 Earlier in my life, I’d done some work with graffiti. Sometimes, I used a spray can — but never unless I was paid. That meaning: that I’d do that for advertising sets, props and installations. And for movie titling treatments. Then I...