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– Ugly Donald by Barry– Ugly Barry by Donald– Pig-Snake-Ant and Duck-Shark by Barry– Heron-Turtle by Donald (dotted line shows leg extension)

Happy Birthday Mom! Its kind of a strange card, but it popped into my head so I went with it. – D

Barry O’KeefeTwunce wuz a wiz. Call ‘im Sharkey.From high towers he shouted malarkey.But the hobz up’n shoved ‘im,Even squirmtung unloved ‘imThus concluding his crupt oligarchy.

There once was a wizard named Gandalf,Who fought the Dark Lord to a stand off,Then the lad from the shire,Brought the ring to the fire,But Gollum bit poor Frodo’s hand off.

Vermice’s wrath is like hiccups;it flutters in the buttercups. Vermice’s ire is like Lufrane;it runs and then it runs again. Vermice’s mad is like Vermom’s;it scorns Verdad but never harms. Vermice’s anger is like mine;its good or bad, but never fine.

Waiting for a veal parmesan sandwich. Overcome with anticipation. I drum my fingers while I wait. It will probably be disappointing. It arrives. It’s not disappointing. It is a delicious expression of everything good. Bread. Cheese. Sauce. Meat. I am rejuvenated. Invigorated. Life is a joy. For me. For the baby cow? Not so much.

Closely-orbiting O’Keefe satellite Lee B recently recommended I read a Keats poem about fall, so I did and then I decided to write a poem. I’m hoping it will help me exorcise out of my brain some words and stuff that I have trouble not thinking about. Enjoy. The poem: Negative zone daemonic hellscape rivenContinue reading “John Keats, Trash Blasters”

Rescued from eternal obscurity, mixed into a page of notes from a Soviet History class from 3 years ago, while unpacking boxes. Observe the hand closed:Pointer like an eye shut,Fingers like puppies in a bed,Thumb like a hand over the eyes,Nails like faces trying to hide,Knuckles an arched back.Pinky, the cold one, nuzzling in,never getsContinue reading “Observe the Hand Closed”

14 year old Cristy

This watercolor is the beginning of a story. Well not really the beginning, but close. More frames to come. What happened to cause this scene? What happens next? All in good time.

Since watercolor is the theme here are two lil paintings of an apple that Laura and I did here at the beach. I also painted a mug.

Working on designs for a mural. Art is mega stressful sometimes. Overcommitting. Everything’s public and high-stakes. Maybe it would be better to work as a Data Entry Specialist and stay amateur.