Wednesday, December 12, 2012


(water color on paper)

On the Twelfth part
Of the Twelfth month
In the Twelfth year
Do I feel as a
One or a Two?
Should I stand in a
Is this a day to
Enjoy, emote, express?
Depress, dissolve, dismay?

Or shall I paint
Twelve lines
And call it just
Another day.

On 12.12.12 I wondered about the power of numbers, how they move us in so many directions.  On the one hand a construct of human kind and on the other hand the magic of nature’s symmetry.  A little tribute to the last such date in the Gregorian Calendar during my life time.

Tuesday, December 11, 2012

December Snow Squall

(watercolor  on paper
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Four forty seven PM.
Blue hat pulled low.
Zipped to the neck.
Scarf knotted.
Slalom into a boot,
Then the other.
Back stiffened,
Breath deep.
Unlatch the door
Step into

A holiday card, remembrance of a first December snow in Vermont, oft times a sudden squall.