THE HORROR! THE HORROR!

28 January 2017, noonish EST. I decided to draw the ideas that came to me that morning after my usual stream of consciousness journaling and mental perambulation though the (left and center, semi-mainstream,… Continue reading

“ARE YOU READY FOR SOME SLEAZE BALL?”

What you have just enjoyed/endured on your myriad flashing screens is not the workings of the exceptional American democracy in action, but a show to keep you distracted from the reality of the… Continue reading

FETCH

I could have made this illustration more realistic, more honest and politically correct—literally—by showing not just an GOP elephant but a Democrat donkey and a watch dog (aka The Press) being perp-walked in… Continue reading

THE DETECTIVE

In a world where resemblance is often deceptive and convention selective, he sees life differently. He confuses symbols and icons, shadows and smiles, too. What’s good for fiction is rarely good for reality.… Continue reading

SIGNIFICANT OTHERNESS

We are all xenophobes, it is human nature. Back in the cave v. glacier times, this was a successful adaptation necessary for survival. This innate fear of otherness still prompts us to ask… Continue reading

THE RECLUSE

  “Painting is silent poetry, and poetry is painting with the gift of speech.” —Simonides We see—or think we see—directly, objectively. We believe what is out there to be seen is seen the… Continue reading

SPRING NOT A GIVEN

Winter starts slowly— Threatening clouds, shrinking days— Then quickly gets worse. Another seasonal haiku—they do have to be about weather, don’t they? This one is about a multi-year Winter where Spring is not… Continue reading

B.S.OPS: CELEBRATION

Life can be a party, but only if you are invited and most of us are not. Only one in a thousand get to attend this ball. “Where’s the bar?” the privileged ones… Continue reading

BLACK SUIT OPS – PART I

Imagine a self proclaimed populist who’s never shoveled his own walk or changed a diaper, never punched a clock or worked for minimum wage. Imagine a politician who lies, then lies about that… Continue reading

CONSTELATIONS OF MIDSUMMER GONE

This work is an homage to one of my favorite short stories, “The Swimmer” by John Cheever. This and that are mostly about how loss paradoxically creeps up by leaving, but also about… Continue reading