Accidents will happen… Pitch black but for reflections off the glass outlines peek through from underneath Something’s happening but the evidence is scarce we may have to call someone in this time Sound but no vision then silence masks everything but points of light at the periphery What was once inside out is now a [...]
Dear Friday, And now this circle is complete. Love, Kevin (19 October 2018)
My thoughts are all over the place lately, but I wrote this while watching Sin City. What is it about the lovefest that makes it ‘African’? Why is that a threat? In this exaggerated black-and-white world it makes sense In the real world it’s a problem— or it could be depending on the context For now [...]
Dear Thursday, Three words: Power of Attorney. Love, Kevin (18 October 2018)
A slow-ish day. I’m only thinking out loud so if it makes sense to me I can live with it What the rest of the crew say is a matter of after the fact and what do facts have to do with anything? If there are no pleasantries to be dispensed with that’s good enough [...]
Dear Wednesday, Maybe we could slow the catching up a bit… Love, Kevin (17 October 2018)
‘You're so analytical. Sometimes you have to let art just…flow over you.’ —William Hurt as Nick, The Big Chill You can make of it whatever you want I’m still trying to make up my mind Each new thing I notice changes the picture Somewhere between the black and the white borders shift land masses change and [...]
Dear Tuesday, Catching up is good. Love, Kevin (16 October 2018)
Watching The Shining. Blood flow and rabbit red confusion is a set of footprints that suddenly stops (15 October 2018) I have books available. Links to more information here. Or, if you like, you can use PayPal to donate a buck (or whatever amount you'd like) to help support my efforts by clicking on the button [...]
Dear Monday, You certainly turned out to be a surprise. Love, Kevin (15 October 2018)
