Paradox may be a unifying element of my art. And questions. I want to know why rebels are born and how words can change the world more powerfully than weapons.
I have significant hearing problems. If I’m not paying attention to meaning, words become rhythmical water cascades, or mere lines punctuated by color blocks.
I first found poetry in the random happenstance of a word per dozen.
I have become quite interested in lines and reading between them. There are some complex energies moving through the grids. Most of everything is a distraction. What do you find meaningful?
