Saturday, November 30, 2013
Saturday, November 23, 2013
Friday, November 22, 2013
I am re-posting this image, originally from 5/17/2012. The killing of the sacred king on 11/22/63 occurred before my birth. Yet the murder and the later shocks of the 1960s tinged the atmosphere, an unseen train passing. I cannot recall when I first gained a concept of the Kennedy assassination -- the tropes seemed to emerge complete, like Minerva. And the mystery of Oswald, who traveled when and where he pleased (except on his final journey), and the mystery of the companion shooter, or shooters, if they existed, persists.
Thursday, November 14, 2013
Wake of river, between mist-filled canyons, dense trees, leeches, roads wrought on the backs of ridges, untraced save by feet.
Bark and circles.
Black iron pagodas and low, square-founded sites, with around shimmering, yellow stalk, a true Neanderthal head, an unmanifested star: Standing at angles to the sun on top of the hill.
Not an inch uncultivated, kelp, no titanic masonry dropped, bordering, and draping, filled-in oratories, dragon creepers, fjords, scarce walkers, the upper dell obliquely green, ice and grey churning.
JF ca. 1990
Untitled painting by myself, from 1986. Tempera on paper.
Room, from 1986