A display gallery for my prints- cyanotype, screen, and whatever else I wind up doing.
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Unravelled and Burned Toast
This is another of those flags that I’ve ‘consecrated’. I unravelled and partially burned this flag, then exposed it for a large (for me) cyanotype. I had to develop it in the shower because it was too large for the wash sink. This roughly 26″ wide X 20″ tall piece is available for sale exclusively…
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Diptych: Joyful Dancers/Heart of the Tyrant
These are fragments from a longer poem I’ve been playing with. I arranged cut-out letters from the craft store (and maybe some refrigerator magnets) for the text. This roughly 24″ wide X 18″ tall piece is available for sale exclusively at the Wheaton Arts Parade Gallery from June 27 thru August 16.
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I Poop on Yer 1$t AMENdment Zone
Okay seriously fuck those guys in NJ trying to move people to a “First Amendment Zone.” Seriously what the fuck is that? Of course as we know the only First Amendment protected speech in this country is the Almighty Dollar anyway. So fuck those guys and fuck ICE and the DOJ too. This roughly 18″…
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Doing god’s Work Since 1776
I bought some USA flags at the craft store and my kiddo asked me what I was going to do with them. At first I said I would desecrate them for art- but then I realized what I was actually doing was consecrating them for art. So an image of one of them. I wrote…
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Soil Dies Without Roots; Roots Die Without Soil
Looking back on my life, I think have been pretty clever (and lucky, and privileged) to have day jobs that put me in close proximity to visionary artists, thinkers, activists- humans. So when I heard Ira X Armstrong, one of the founders of PEACE Out Loud, say this in a meeting, I knew I wanted…
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You Are Rather More Exotic than Tomatoes or Rhubarb
This is something I said to my partner. The idea was that, people around her know how to take care of the plants growing in her garden, but they have a harder time knowing how to take care of her. Because she is unique and odd and her instruction manual is a little different than…
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Another Monday, Another Damn War
I never want to be right about this but it happens a lot.