Photographic Impressionistic Illusionistic
Photography Without Rules
Everything was falling
Nothing hit the ground
It all floated gently
Despite gravity crashing the party
The pool has a leak
But it never empties
If I could just find the ladder
At least then,
I’d discover the bottom
Water soluble oils on canvas 12″x12″
Not sure what it means…sometimes I have no control over what happens next with the paint.
A world of banality
Holds its secrets close
Reveals them
Only to those willing
To look
And look again
“My beauty
Is not so obvious.
I will test
Your will”
The beauty of water
Is its ability
To reflect
And bend
One may enjoy
A peaceful moment
Lulling away
After ripples
Of conflicted
Realities
The peace
Of cool environs
The bustle
Of colliding contrails
Overhead
Watching your plane ascend
Eyes wouldn’t stay open
Into the decay at my feet
Pools of history looming
As controlled violence
Broke laws of physics
Winds lifting you away
Failing eyes unwilling
Heart spills open
New eyes, new sight
Photographic Impressionistic Illusionistic 