Tiny squares, tall stacks, big leaps!

It's the beginning of my fourth and final working semester of my MFA. As promised I'm becoming an "interdisciplinary artist" only not in the way I first imagined. Be sure to visit Improbable Beautiful for a glimpse of arts education magic.

Here's what I've been working on lately

63 tiny painted squares

close-up of some tiny painted squares

color stacks or stacks of color

misty stacks of color

Four Tanka Poems by Me

1.

Rivers to ocean, water to land, uneasy junctures

Despite calm skies above

Something deep inside churns at the meeting place

2.

Pull off the cloth, pick-up the pieces, it’s warm inside.

Clock tic tocks the old way, time passed slowly then.

There’s a rhythm in that too

3.

Others have done it so you will be unafraid

Death is not unknown

So, is it the dying or the leaving that frightens us?

4.

Boy gazes up, clouds sprawl and curve to touch earth’s edge

Man peers down, digs and scratches with feral intent

World spins around and around.