"Something is also quite wrong in my work,—it’s a fear to really work it—like with certain abandonment and disconcern. I am almost making it too much, molding it rather I should also let it speak back to me, letting it move and grow. I am enforcing a notion on it—not letting it evolve from itself.”    

Eva Hesse

S a n d B o x : An Insatiable Desire To Part Water

 

S a n d B o x : The Intrusion

 

S a n d B o x : Pied-à-terre

 

T h e U n t i t l e d

 

S a n d B o x : A f t e r F ly i n g

 “The Kikuyu, when left to themselves, do not bury their dead, but leave them above ground for the hyenas and vultures to deal with. The custom had always appealed to me, I thought that it would be pleasant thing to be laid out to the sun and the stars, and to be so promptly, neatly, and openly picked and cleansed; to be made one with Nature and become a common component of a landscape.” 

― K. Blixen

S a n d B o x : Pond

 

S a n d B o x : Wake

 

S a n d B o x : Migration

 

S a n d B o x : Fallen Totem An American Tragedy

 

S a n d B o x : Swept Away (Thinking of Arcangela Felice Assunta Wertmüller von Elgg Spanol von Braueich)

 

S a n d B o x : Race To The End

 

S a n d B o x : The Migration a Consequence

 

S a n d B o x : Two Sea Weeds

 

S a n d B o x : The Land Ends

 

S a n d B o x : Steps

S a n d B o x : Rhythm & Blue

S a n d B o x : Something Crossed My Mind

 

Día de Los Muertos 24th and Mission San Francisco : P o l l o C a m p e r o

 

F i n g e r P r i n t

F l a g P e o p l e : Misrepresenting People of Color

 

S u m i : B r o t h e r C a n Y o u S p a r e A D i m e ?

 

Once I built a railroad, made it run

Made it race against time

Once I built a rairoad, now it's done

Brother can you spare a dime?

Once I built a tower to the sun

Brick and rivet and lime

Once I built a tower, now it's done

Brother can you spare a dime?

Once in khaki suits

Gee, we looked swell

Full of that yankee Doodle De Dum

Half a million boots went slogging through hell

I was the kid with the drum

Say don't you remember, they called me Al

It was Al all the time

Say don't you remember, I'm your pal!

Brother can you spare a dime?

Once in khaki suits

Gee, we looked swell

Full of that yankee Doodle De Dum

Half a million boots went slogging through hell

I was the kid with the drum

Say don't you remember, they called me Al

It was Al all the time

Say don't you remember, I'm your pal!

Brother can you spare a dime?

Buddy can you spare a dime?

Songwriters: Harburg E Y / Gorney Jay

N e v e r L a n d

 

S a n d B o x : To Never Neverland

 

S a n d B o x : Last Sighting of Tinkerbell Leaving the Magic Kingdom

 

His Self Image Was Casually Expressed On A Sheet Of Water Proof Paper

 

S u m i : Masked Man

 

Imagining Thoracic Compression

S a n d B o x : La nuit américaine

 

S a n d B o x : Still Life

 

S P E N T : Succumbing To The Weight Of Her Anticipated Beauty

Charcoal Water Brush and Paper :Sumi Self

"Do you need a prod? Do you need a little darkness to get you going?"

Mary Oliver

 

Serpent In The Grass

 

T h i s W a y

Charcoal Water Brush and Paper : Remembering My Left Foot

 

Something Borrowed Something Blue

 

U n d e r T e n g u c h o

 

Gazos Love Songs : Funeral For A Friend!

 

S a n d B o x : Yesterday

 

S a n d B o x : Picasso to Miro 'We inhabit the same world'.

 

The Contemplation of Awful in Artful

 

S a n d B o x : It Is Written

 

L e a f : Leaf on Bowl