Beginning at five years of age, I often experienced the following event before sleep. It visited me frequently throughout childhood, into my early twenties, then did not return.
In bed, in a hypnagogic state, neither fully awake nor fully asleep, huge blisters of color burst forth at high velocity into vast space. Each explosive pulse blows [...]
The hen cocks its head, levels its eye, curls its ancient foot against a rising breast and stands immobile. Glawks and struts on. Shits. Gluts a hopper. Furls and flutes in stone.
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Manic pin-balls in a towering head, the hail casts up into frozen light, tops like breath then falls again to the warming fog. Whispering [...]
In June of 1996, I was asked to write a piece about my recently published folio of eight lithographs, Rolling-Out. The inquirer was curious about the source of my imagery and its sequencing. One stream of my work had been generated, for a number of years, by a very disturbing experience I’d had [...]