A not-so-little bird told her…
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hibiscus invented
Yesterday my friend Nancy cheered me up in a discussion about heart disease, which has claimed a few members of my family. So after I thanked her I asked what her favorite flower was and said I would draw some. But I drew only one. But I will no doubt draw a few more before Juneteenth, nine days from now, which I gave as my ETA.
hibiscus invented
to Nancy Gunther
here is a part of the scene of most scenic hawai’i
interest waxes the first time the beauty is seen
barreling next to the coastline?? a gray suv
innocent plant life’s impervious to bourgeoisie
sacreder is photosynthesis known and unknown
crisis catastrophe chaos–break us they won’t
under the spell of a magical bloom in the shade
step next to bursting bouquets and you’ll be unafraid
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It is easy to mistake Deadlines for Time. Time runs down, but not out. It is the medium in which we swim.
Dichotomy 17:8
There is no Book of Dichotomy. We need one. As for Dichotomy 17:8, anyone who is bold enough to write that particular chapter and verse will earn my approbation. (How about YOU, Jen Goldie?)
r o u n d a b o u t
Stringing letters together with the English language in mind sometimes creates multiple pathways. Thus r o u n d a b o u t can be variously agglutinated to Ro und Abou T or Round Ab Out or R ou NDA B ou T, etc. And l a v a l a m p may become Lava Lamp or Lav Al Amp or or Laval AMP, and so on. Our thoughts might be otherwise diverted if we’d ever heard the band Yes sing :Roundabout,” or if we’re old enough to remember a lava lamp in a coffeehouse.
Any or all of this, or something else, might modify the flavor of those two strings of words. But if you SEE a Lava Lamp, or you are DRIVING THROUGH a Roundabout, your experience becomes not strings of letters but tangibility.
r o u n d a b o u t
reminders like the tick and flea
obsess us with the honeyed b
upend the lava lamp and goo
now set the font in bold urdu
deliver us, o passe-partout
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“If you gots the CURVES, Baby, I gots the ANGLES.” Wolfman Jack
Minted Caress (detail from Acrostikon)
Friends, I’ve been hacking away at this drawing for days, and it’s still unfinished but at the same time teetering on the edge of Overworked. It is ambitious, and doing it stretched me some, and the next one will be better, and the young couple savoring a moment provides a bailout in that the conceit is that they are imagining these fantastical surroundings, and they deliberately leave their conceptualization incomplete, so that it will last until they finish it, which they won’t, so Forever.
There will either be a remake or a similar-themed image in the future. This time round it was make-it-up-as-you-go-along, but next time I’ll write all the acrostics first, calligraph them straightforwardly, print them, and THEN position them in space. You see in the drawing that some of the 3Difications are more convincing than others. The next one(s) will be better.
The full drawing will follow, but this detail is the heart of the matter…
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Here is a whimsical study of Variations on a Theme, with a mild regret that I excluded Frank CAPra and Superman’s CAPe and Don Corleone, CAPo di Tutti CAPi.
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Tangled?
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Auto–self. Motive–moving. Or–impetus.
One with Clay, Image and Text 