Monthly Archives: January 2008

Oh, where did that voice go? Where did I put it?

there is an old man in a gutter and he calls his voice his daughter and he sings – come to me, girl, come to me, girl, I miss you so badly I feel so lonely come to me, please, … Continue reading

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why you drink so much baby?

Why you drink so much baby? You make people worry, alla time damn you fuck and fight an you drink too much baby. Sometime he love you baby. Hanging all damn time on the wall arms pinned, headache feet hurt … Continue reading

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Recipe for Moonlight (Dance of the Lizard King)

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Necklace by Broadus

Broadus with necklace he made today from yarn and found and carved sticks. Works in progress in background. There is a thin line between finishing a painting and torturing it.

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Dreamtime

(from a dream I had the night before an art opening. I used it as my artist’s statement.) I asked the man who stood beside the child and held her hand, what he called her. Both of them were muffled … Continue reading

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works in progress

A double portrait of Beethoven as a young man. (left) Oil on canvas. (right) Oil on silver projection screen material. The picture on the left has been aged. The tooth of the silver projection screen material was interesting to work … Continue reading

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journal fragment # 1

I’m here to find the simple truths that I knew as a child. The dogs make a game of me, the cats curl and sleep upon my body. The daffodils await the rising of the sun. They draw their color … Continue reading

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