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Paintings July-August 2015
 


 


 


#1, July 2015

 

 

June 22, 2015. Monte Vista studio.
What I heard—
“I need your touch,
I need your dying hand.”

What I did—
I left my touch,
I left my dying hand.

Only the touch remains,
Touch it and remember.

 We all go
You too.

 June 25, 2015. Montréal studio, 4 PM.
#2 June
transformed into #1, July 2015.
“Always tearing
Always torn
That’s how we come to be.”

Became “Beginning”
or, the sperm cell going to work.

June 28, 2015. Montréal studio, 4:30 PM.
I thought it yesterday, but could not write and so some was lost –
The cloudy sky ever passing, always there always different, passing like our lives.

Truth is short, tell it with a few marks.
Trying to find a place to write thoughts passing like early morning clouds.

 


#2, July 2015

 

 

June 28, 2015. Montréal studio, late night.
On #2, July. See July 6  below.)
make the wound, put in the star and walk away.

June 29, 2015. Montréal studio, early morning.
On #2, July …it was the tear line in the flesh, but now it is the mountain of life with the blood line reaching for the stars.

July 3, 2015. Montréal studio, 5 PM.
Finish #2, July 2015.
Another title – the despair, the hope: a man’s life.
And so, I think I fixed the painting…
Get rid of the dribbles by giving him (me) a cloak to cover the crap.

July 6, 2015. Montréal studio, 11:55 PM.
I must break through.
My art is for the statement of my existence.
And so, put in the Cad red deep bar at the bottom.

The rising red line/had been the blood running down from the gash in my arm. That’s my life; the Cad red deep bar at the bottom is the life mark of all our source forever.

July 7, 2015. Montréal studio, 4:30 PM.
The red bar is too dark, try again more pure Cad red deep, this time with a black death diamond at its center for all the…that drives us on.

Yes, back to so simple.
The black diamond in the center of the red bar at the bottom. Just enough as a pin

 
 


#3, July 2015

 

July 11, 2015. Montréal studio, 5 PM.
I saw, “Put your little nothing there, it’s all you’ve got.”
And before me for the work surface was only the plain paper of the color of the last pages from old books.

July 13, 2015.
#3, July 2015.
“… It’s all you’ve got.”

July 14, 2015
On #3, July 2015, put in the Cad red medium bar and the black death star.

July 14, night.
Do the red bar with black diamond again, larger, brighter. Life is still strong (Cad red me). The red bar has to be a blood line River of Life. Sure, death is certain, but life flows forever. The bar says of “Put your little nothing” that I have a hell of a lot more to put.

July 16, 2015. Montréal studio, night.
Put in the “make more”—the black diamond to become the base for the thick white diamond.

July 17, 2015. Montréal studio, afternoon.
Put in the white diamond, close in the red to narrow the black diamond.

July 18, 2015. Montréal studio, early morning.
Finish touching of red around the black diamond.

July 19, 2015. Montréal house, early morning.

Old age
Time is fleeting –
Each minute past
Is one less to come.

For the work to do
How much time remains?

 

 


#1, August 2015.
Acrylic on paper, approx 18 x 13.5 in
plus inscription
"Trying to get out, trying to get out.
Oh, let me out for all the birth to come."

#2, August 2015.
Acrylic on paper, approx 18 x 13 in

"The pain of life, it bleeds;
and the blood, that's art."

 


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