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.
The second of the two paintings that make the set "The Four Elements".
72 x 112 inches in two sections
Spring bloomed
And wilted back
Into winter.
It will begin
A final thrust
At summer
In a few days.
A robin's egg
Lies broken
Beneath the tree.
Illusion and means
To an end
Are common filigree
To a darker intent
Of happy.
It is sunny
Outside
And cold.
So many years
In my mother's garden
Were spent by her
Thinning the iris
Then all of us
Praised the blooms
In springtime.
For several years now
She has forgotten
Her need to tend
Her flowers.
Now the plants
Have moved beyond
Their careful borders.
A disarray of green
From seeds
Fallen from her bird feeder.
Strange twists
And shoots from
From the treasured
Birds fascination
Of mother as
She stares through
A darkened pane.
It has been awhile
Since she sat there.
A plan to make
For the next season,
Mom sat here
While she considered
Possibilities
For iris, roses, and phlox.
Now plans are made
Everyday by my mother.
Within moments
Intent is lost,
But soon another surprise
Takes her attention
Each day complete
And new.
So daffodils and rowdy
Iris along with grape hyacinths
Come out in small dots
Of color and wilt all soggy
Before Kansas wind.
Springtime jutters in
Like a teenage kid
Gets up for school.
Easter all churched up
And smiles around
Family tables.
Heat soon will be
The topic
And how there hasn't
Been enough rain.
