I was invited to a private concert via Zoom with the harpist Lisa Tannebaum, which inspire this drawing. ‘Pitch Perfect… Her sound is full of color and brilliance but never harsh, taking charge at just the right moments.”–Harp Column...
The sun eclipsed above my headit turned dark with rings so redand as the moon crossed, sailed and sledthe earth below burnt up and bled.Bled tears of ire and tears that wedtears of dire and tears of dread.The sun eclipsed above my headwhen I laid alone in bedand as I...
At my window fluttering free a butterfly flew in to visit me from far away from distant lands it came to rest right in my hands. It comes each night and plays all day It flies in circlesand swings and swaysand just before it flies awaywe sit together and we pray....
Outside the sky was clear and darkness all about inside he held her dear to never let her out the magic of the storm brought fire to his heart he wished to bring her home herself to be his art. Outside a cat mewed and someone coughed and criedhis head to her he bowed...
We cry for the deadwhile abusing the livingwe pray to the Heavenswhile we live unforgiving.Bewildered and batteredwe march as lame lambswhile charlatan shepherdsmistreat us and maim.A twisted worldof dead that are livingin a life without lusterlost with misgivings.In...