mulholland light jean's impression in oils...

fast horses & antelopes...

Fast horses
& antelopes -
I jus' wanna be a New York sideman

spinning...

Flowers
spinning
in candy & soul

a tiny song i hear...

I am awake
There is no moment
A tiny song I hear
Far
A small bird
Prettily
&
Crows talking a short gait
A
Tiny
Song
I hear
&
Taste

blue chair...

along the ridge in the valley...

In fog
The sunset
In fog
A sunrise
The blue chair sees these things
In things
Horses & antelopes
A pampa
A tundra
Bears
&
Lightning
Over the bay on Flat Hill
The blue foghorn
- -
Red
&
Magenta
&
Cool sleep in a foxhole
Along the ridge in the valley - -
- -
On
Flat
Hill
A hope
- -
In fog
The silence the blue chair a cactus flower defiant
- -
&
Red

wild bolts in the wildwood...

Ribbons
&
Free verse poems
Paint drips
On the circus
Orange
&
Pink
Then
Wild bolts in the wildwood
Unleash
Mercilessly
More
Paint drips
On the circus
Now
Grey
Black
&
Sunlight bright
&
Wagons & canvas awash
By
The
Bay
& free verse poems too
- -
A thunderstorm
&
Crow's song went by