thunder and snow

drool at the breakfast table
a polibot calls, it wants us to know that there are labelling errors on the ballot (THE November 7 ballot) and hanging up, there's a sweep of profound sadness that makes me want to cry
october thunder
thunder and blowing snow

Jackie's yurt
crack of thunder, slash of wind, splee of snow.....
the made up language of cormac mcarthy

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http://www.singulartists.com/artist_p/petula_clark_lyrics/dont_sleep_in_the_subway_lyrics.html
"You wander around
on your own little cloud
when you don't see the why
or the wherefore.
Ooh, you walk out on me
when we both disagree
'cause to reason is not what you care for.
I've heard it all a million times before.
Take off your coat, my love, and close the door.
Don't sleep in the subway, darlin'.
Don't stand in the pouring rain.
Don't sleep in the subway, darlin'.
....You try to be smart
then you take it apart
'cause it hurts when your ego is deflated.
.....You don't realize
that it's all compromise
and the problems are so over-rated.
Good-bye means nothing when it's all for show.
So why pretend you've somewhere else to go?
PETULA CLARK Don't Sleep In The Subway Lyrics

http://www.singulartists.com/artist_p/petula_clark_lyrics/dont_sleep_in_the_subway_lyrics.html

art rain

wet-leaved-trees, gold and dropping; a squishy wet coon all pink in the center of the road, a soggy kitty lying in the rain, a wet chocolate lab amblets alongside flooded oak savannah, bird-dog
Blue faded industrial buildings where he used to work, right there is where in the cool air they broke and spoke of poetry...bright fires glowing and sparking in the night.
Janice sews our curtains. Tell David about the witch.
circuitcity woolybear all squished--what were you doing there?!
Red potato rolling across the floor.
sweet light crude---a most beauteous phrase of my times, say it over and over. and overMissing large beds, nuturing vegetable growth and entering pies in apple festivals...

spinning way out

congo font
pumpkins and cat ladies
dizzy, spinning
marks
mirrors
cold noses
nothing for months
We want to print the Lake.
crucified on the highways of ohio
going where they hear the noise and bang on the door
your aunt on the phone and hobo girls trail their marks

an album of latest artwork

artwork

yet another of the endless coolest toys people are coming up with out there.... have yet another look at my stuff.

cold and calling for snow...trying to finish up Lanark's adventure for Celie

north country

north under Canada in the dark with stars and a river of dairies that are strangely lit and roads that wind ever north...another Country looms to my left in the dark--it's awesome...countless times we have to turn the wheel to avoid falling against the border guards