When Summer Shakes Her Head
I don't know,
Yes HER!
I've Never known a woman
Who liked to be cold.
Of course, her.
Look at those colors.
Have you ever seen a man
Dress like that?
The height of Persephone's
Warm vision.
HER
Slumber is even hot, sweaty.
Lay on your back
And turn the wind on
It's summer!
Moonflowers
I was in a hurry
To get to work.
Then I looked up
To see the last moments
Of moonlight
In the summer yard.
Trois Jours
The moonflower arc
From dark to light
Is nice. Each bloom
Significant and pleasant.
She cried all the way
Across Europe
Except for three days
In Paris. It was hard
To see her, to be near her.
Her discomfort ground
Into the days.
She moved to Virginia
And I went back to play.
JAZZ PAINTING Un hommage pictural au jazz à travers une galerie de portraits des grands jazzmen, dans une traduction en couleurs et matières de leurs chabada-beat-break-groove-riffles-growl-stomp-block chords-blue note-chorus-wa wa -coda! Une painting jam session!
has been for sale for some time, as you have seen. The maintenance and ongoing development to keep our non-profit and idealistic platform for contemporary art running and safe from hackers etc. costs money that is no longer there. Because of small investments that are necessary now and the running costs, we will have to shut down with a heavy heart at the beginning of summer on June 21.





