Swonkhoweno

The poet and the painter

Be the check to unchecked aggression

Purposely packaged, stamped and sold

As inevitable progression

The shaven-haired maiden

Teases cock to bare raven

Minds, teases to find

Exactly where the truth resides

Yes it lies twixt her own twisms

Twirled around her subversive visions

Gives birth daily to what’s real

And all that’s really needed

The  poet and the painter of this village

What’s her name and what’s her number

Stage left crack open purse

Fuck we want some of that chicken

Stage right we fight this curse with verse,

Pure design, rhyme and verse

The poet and the poem

Leave us to rewrite this staged show

Re right the code and bend the wires of this cage

We’ve all comfortably come to know

see Seismologik Intelligence

And only shall with it once live

When I say painter, poet, writer, thinker

They look at me askew as though they have never

Considered that lifting words left to right

Easy-peasy lemon squeezy off a page

Could take you places you’d never seen before,

Let you travel without moving,

Light up the fires of that magical misty mystery stuff

Called Imagination, fly you high yeah man totally

Without even using drugs man to expanded

And fluid spaces where you’re unbound

And free to be in worlds of your own choosing,

Like music, better than sex, better than chocolate,

Better than supper in front of the evening news,

And that, like the local plumbers, carpenters, electricians,

Doctors, gardeners, barmen, and hotel-keepers,

Every village really, really, really, really needs one

see Seismologik Intelligence

Lifesize

a painting I finished this week:

"Lifesize" 45cm x 15cm, acrylics on superwood

Sentient

We tell ourselves

From where?  by whom?

If so intelligent

Come, tell me again

Sent

We are all

Then

What authority do we measure anything

Against

we have heard

Or read

Or think we have seen

What is this sense of source

Beyond my own known birth materiality

Was it taught to me to feel

And how dare I judge the young ones

Diving into virtual reality

When this is what is

now

see StreetArt in Germany

Ideas box

a little box I put together to use a poem about being a human being.

it's made of polystyrene and then painted over with acrylics.

designed to be mounted on a wall, so I can put in all my little 

loose slips of paper with random ideas i come up with

 

  

Latest commission

A painting I did for my stepsister's bathroom (1.2m x 0.8m).  It was designed to be a clock.  Still waiting for images of how the clock ends up on the surface...  It's acrylic on board with a box frame mounting.  Took an awful photo of a friend's amazing bathtub overlooking the river leading into our ocean, did a sketch, plugged in an imaginary bathing lady, and flung it all together using colours from memory.  5 days to paint - quickest large painting from photograph ever!