Dreaming of NYC

My Mind Living Elsewhere
2009 - 12"x11" Acrylic, graphite, charcoal, oil pastel, newspaper, on wood.
Finished with Liquitex Gloss Medium & Varnish
(Private Collection - California)

August 10, 2009

I continue to create random poetry from the Brookly Rail newspaper collage. The poem below lives within the newspaper collage under the painting. I have no idea what the painting is about, especially since this was completed in small pieces over the course of a month. My mind has been in a semi-chaotic state and in so many different places, hence the title, which is also in the second to last section of poem.

 

Sense of Guilt Fantasies From The Early 60's, Joined With Charisma

Bizarrely beautiful,
Completely absurd,
And subtly off-kilter.
Glue explains the lack of conjunction,
With impermanence.

A fascination gone too far,
In this pure realism,
Whose primary mode is X and Q.

A dozen readers of nothing.
Can this book develop misunderstanding?
A consciousness incomplete.
The other, we had to innovate.

The rule of thought was fascinating, and birds sang.
This was original.
Mistakes delineate an uncertain entity.
Survive the stories we tell through telling.
Stories about perceptive cats,
An old woman who sits.
Reality is made of reality.

Echoes change in mood,
While becoming unstable.
The ever increasing complexity of history,
Mirrors the lifetime of three.
From a leader among the defeated.
The dream of revolution.

A picture raises two questions.
Prejudice or intellectual arrogance?

Here is a way.
A precautionary approach to nature.
If you practice nature.
The scientific argument changes.
Life with nature, arranged in sections.
I was delighted.

Redefined or difficult to prove,
The third mind glaring.

Laid to rest.
Mixed feelings now transformed.
Examination of reason while driving.
A double reward.

Translucent brush strokes.
My mind living elsewhere,
From thought to thought.
Tokyo, Paris, New York.
The sound of two hands between east and west.

Days, seconds, a staccato.
Because I am normal.
Ordinary life.
A reminder of the real.

 

Here is a larger, detailed photo: