The Sideways Glance July 2016 (video below)

In The Studio

I have discovered
that if I wear a respirator
and stronger gloves than latex
that I can take
my turps filled sunflower watering can
and shower the white polystyrene sandwich
surrounding the dear mouse bodies or bone or such
and render them in clear plastic...!

Which does not fall onto the
gallery floor
is happy to be wiped with a
wet cloth
and shows all the signs of
probable longevity.

I have also discovered
that
my paradise duck wings
which once iridesced with blue and green
are now black and brittle, plastic coated and shiny…
There is no one answer!

Endless multitudes of
impulse, intervention, outcome…
such is, perhaps, the nature of
Creation.

I remain interested
and frustrated. 

Quest to Paint God

  If a word forms this way
 -pluck-
Oranges won’t grow from it
God says ‘the truth lies in
the contradiction’
I’ve decided that Is Correct.

In my studio I grow paintings
hungrily
from Contradictions.
Balance in Chaos.
I like to think I am
painting God.

I have been battling to remove
myself
in my attempt to paint God
It seems
-pluck-
That oranges won’t grow from it.

Perhaps more form is necessary
I remain momentarily
Unconvinced.

Clock

In my studio
the clock has stopped at
1.22pm.
There is no rush, therefore,
to pack up for the day
or attempt to complete a piece.

The day is rich in expanding potential
for there is plenty of time.

And,
if I haven’t stopped for
lunch and a lovely little lie down
i ought to now -

before it gets
any later.