Beginning of Winter

The other day: Om Shanti Om wherein was a dance/song number with the refrain:"Pain of disco!"
Then: snow coming down at night, and within the streetlight's aura: drift of shattered fireflies
Today: painting, dancing to Lady Gaga and the soundtrack of Dil Se, then: Ashes of Time Redux, and leftover from last night's party: red velvet cake

Snowing, NYC

Water, Death, and flying fish

...drifting by the skinny guy, wave of black, wave of blue, Pisces dream color through...
Found this floating around in my art folder. Sold long ago--I forgot about it but like the dreamy water and pencil-ness of it.

Tree of Undreamt Dreams

Anisotropic or Isotropic?

Along the axes of the dancer's path---how do you measure?--is it all different or is it really all equal...in the sense that the heart is isotropic in its ability to stretch and vibrate infinitely (thus equally) in all directions.
Also good, from Democritus: Opinion is Color

where to walk and where to pause

...on water as the sun solders itself to the edges of waves, a fluid pause to the conversation of light...



...or perhaps on stranger ground, glancing at the prison's window as heavy machinery pauses outside...




..notice the doodles of refraction and the doodle of line coiling out of scratchy shadow and winged machine...

Dreamy, Real, & Story

The lazy pencil, the dream wash of watercolor and some luck, then, 2nd layer--a conscientious pencil and some gentle thought to image:



One day on my drawing table objects got really interesting and then I started tearing things out of my little sketch books and gluing them in...and then: doodles & descriptions!




From a story I once wrote...the landscape always stayed with me as did the main character while the rest of the story peeled away, frayed by time.
Landscape: The Piano Lands
Character: Loka

more on paper

These are watercolors from a few years back; still, as always, fascinated with water, the doodle-esque, and the fellow odd creature.

Torn Equations

I'm photographing things to update my website. These are a series of collages I did using an old physics book my Dad was getting rid of. The additional imagery is from objects (juggling club, bottles, umbrella & horse that fell out of my head) around the house done in watercolors and pencil with a little extra torn paper thrown in occasionally:

Lights

I've put up lights around books and lights around walls...to mimic the great festival of luminance happening in the streets.

Pisces & Cycle

This is a photo of me from my circus days. I showed it to an Italian, philosopher friend recently. He told me that the source of the t-shirt quote was a German feminist group and that they also had bars called Fish Meets Bicycle. My thinking, at the time, was that it was a double joke because I had done a big painting about a bicycle and am a Pisces (the fish has already met the bicycle). That paired with the huge silvery eyelashes make it one of my favorite pictures of myself.

swimming, scribbling, crossing the water

So after more twiddles of the wrist and a few poke-the-brain-with-your-eye decisions, we've arrived here. Getting there, somewhere.
I'm back to reading Stephen King or studying Chinese...
Then I'll get back to painting...

Sribble-de-bibble, painting in progress

Pinned up on the wall: two pieces of vellum, translucent surface for the flickering scribble, drawing, painting, finger-marking trail of oil and crushed pigment...
...one day to develop itself into part 2 of Ways to Cross the Water, in this case: swim.

Old Paintings/New Scans

Oasis & Chaos 1994 72" X 96" oil on linen





City of Green Fire 1998 60" X 108" oil on linen

Watercolors

...better photo

Here's a better version of the painting...

Also a new review of the graphic novel I did with Samuel Delany many years ago:
http://www.comixology.com/articles/324/That-He-Loves-i-Bread-Wine-i-

Ways to Cross the Water: Walk

This is oil on velum--so you get a certain amount of reflection on the curve of the paper--the reddish color in the sky...when the camera looks at things too long they heat up.
I think there will be several more, including Fly and Swim.

Yankee Fans!

Golf Play

Last night I hosted a reading of Golf Play, written by Brian Podnos, from the concept of Frank Millman. I did sketches of the actors:

more watercolors

Doodle Beach:




Dark Sea:

Falling into color, falling into sky

Upstate New York walking through the woods, the sky greyed with rain and the leaves pumped up in luminous contrast, the cricky-crack curve of naked limbs in black and the chocolate vines everywhere:




...and the sudden view of the Hudson down the long lawn, the streak of yellow leaves like a stroke of sunlight in the shadowless land of overcast October:





And from another day the feathered cloud portrait of Pegasus:

Yellow Dream & Austerlitz

Finished my huge watercolor and finished W. G. Sebald's Austerlitz. The first is my own dream and I can go with the strange of it. The second began as a dreamy, detached, melancholic memory excavation, and then someone slips a knife through the heart of the man and out spills the stars, his unfound life's blood, and the backswept ghosts of the dissapeared. It is profoundly sad & beautiful in a very sudden & silent way.

from the dream vault

Here's what I've been working on while it rains and freezes outside.
...from a dream quite a while back, the image never left...