Art, Drawing / Sketching, San Francisco, Travel, Uruguay and tagged drawing, moleskine, motevideo, pen and ink, San Francisco, sketching, Travel, Uruguay, Writing on .
December 23, 2016 3 Comments
Great way to end the year… longer days await…
Been cold in San Francisco
first, wet and rainy
now, chilly and damp
. Roads roll out before us
no one knows
where the bends may go
Art, Drawing / Sketching, Poetry, San Francisco, Travel, Watercolor and tagged Art, drawing, Poetry, San Francisco, sketches, Travel, Writing on .
December 19, 2016
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Many thanks to
for publishing (most) of the following poem in their Fall 2016 issue. Sandy River Review
Afternoon in Amsterdam
—for Roland Möe Forget the red-light district
. toothless skirts from overseas
.. imported age-old fantasies
. I ask the way to the Van Gogh show
. a bearded local walks me there
.. we smoke a bowl on a smoky bench
. Inside, alone, nose close to canvas
. amazed by heavy strokes of pain
.. such violence in a starry sky
. Someone tugs my sweater sleeve
. that beard with marijuana breath
.. twice my age, here to persuade
. I say I’m hungry, leave the show
. he follows, knows a place not far
.. leads me back to his second-floor flat
. Up steep and narrow bohème steps
. he serves up bowls of stovetop gruel
.. veggies and grains, a sweet-spice stew
. Once he tastes, I try a bite
. smoke another bowl, relax, unwind
.. he lays a lazy hand upon my knee
. Downstairs, distressed, I say I’m beat
. heading back to my hotel to sleep
.. he begs me not to go— Please, stay
. Half his age, afraid of his long song
. I find my way to the red-light zone
.. still unsure if any road leads home
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December 12, 2016 2 Comments
Last month, we had the house painted. The old paint was peeling off and just looked terrible. Last year, we put a new roof on the house. Now, we’ve got a fresh coat of paint. Plus, we directed the painters to pay close attention to the bas-relief, especially its flowery pattern.
Here’s a close-up of the bas-relief.
I was so moved, I just had to draw the house in my sketchbook.
Still moved, I decided it was time to start experimenting with some watercolor pencils.
Yep… Home, Sweet Home.
Art, Drawing / Sketching, Photography, San Francisco, Watercolor and tagged bas-relief, drawing, paint, San Francisco, Victorian, water colors on .
December 10, 2016
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Zingarapoet.net for publishing the following poem today.
Many thanks to the
California State Poetry Society for publishing the following poem in California Quarterly.
The Tao of Doing Less
—Koh Tao, 2012 All night, breezes brush the trees
palm fronds imitate the rain
. When light appears, I rise from bed
slip into the hammock on the stoop
. Dogs already up and down the beach
island mynas pecking fallen garden seeds
. It’s enough for me, this warm humidity
this balm to calm my aimless wandering
. Each morning, we wake to reinvent ourselves
each day attempts to best the day before
. Though not today, not in this old hammock
not with time before me like an open road
. This morning brings its gift of slow simplicity
nothing but nothing wrapped in nothing
. I light a cigarette, take a sip of water
scratch a bite that itches on my arm
. I have come so far to do so little
give me more, give me more, give me more