Distance

Distance is how long it takes for me to decide whether or not that is the place I have the energy to get to.

Everyone Likes My New Hair

"Everyone likes my new hair" he said. I thought it was strange that he thought his hair was so important. I think someday he'll look back and wish he had spent time with some of his other more admirable qualities.

Secret Things

This is where I keep the things I hold close to my heart 

when my heart gets too full to hold it all.

Sounded Good at the Time

He heard this really smart man in a wheelchair talk about how the stars were made and about black holes and crooked time. It all sounded good, but later he forgot about the man and the stars and the black holes and returned to things less cerebral.

Tears

Tears were in short supply these days. It wasn't that he was saving them for any special occasion, it just seemed that he'd used most of them on his children.

Finding Lost Places

There's this place at the end of a long and curvy road that was always difficult to find. Every time he tried to go there he'd get lost and find someplace altogether new. He started to believe the place wasn't even real, that perhaps looking for it was the only way to find all those other great places.

Sculptures

In late 2009, Grand Rapids Michigan was host to the 1st annual Artprize competition. For a few short weeks artists from all over the world converged on the downtown area and contributed to the largest art show of it's kind. I entered a sculpture that was an amalgamation of mediums and styles that I have used and enjoyed, carved gourds, stretched canvas over panels and my brightly colored acrylic paintings. This was the result.

My next piece is similar in technique but will certainly take on a meaning and personality of it's own. It's almost certain that I will enter the contest again this year but I am still undecided about whether this will be my entry, either way, here it is as I have imagined it.