If I just lay here…
Will the ache forget me?
Can I harness health and imagine another world?
Mirrored Orb…
When can I see my brow as something…
not haggard or furled?
Wall of Self Acceptance
Songs by the River
An acoustic feeling surrounded by a choir of craft’s people…touting their wares.
An accompaniment of black as, ice, scenic byways.
All the seasons we should have sung about…but never did.
All the winters that fell about…but no longer live.
These songs of yesterday…independent and playing by the river.
These songs of yesterday…are taken day by day.
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Hauling by Ethan Murrow
Great art comes from pain and suffering. Thus, the near starvation, struggling artist. Writers, painters, poets…Our art reflects those with who we live and love. Both kindness and vice.
The need of continuum? Art shall never be beaten by affliction. There will always be another Artist to carry on.
For “Hauling” The Currier Museum commissioned over 100 feet of wall drawings. The exhibition also includes two large-scale works on paper and a 52-foot-long scroll drawing animated by a kinetic sculpture. Curated by Samantha Cataldo, this show is a collaboration with other artists, craftspeople, historians, and New Hampshire citizens. Hauling is inspired by the history of the Manchester region and its people, emphasizing labor and collaboration.
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Poets and Schizophrenics Band-Aid
“If we took all the poets and banded them together. Could problems arise or self-solve?”
Lyricists to our own plights…Could prose set a tilted world right?
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“What of my yet undocumented pain? Would my own words make me sane?”
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‘It is always something’…I heard a philosophical schizophrenic say.
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“What if we all banded together today?”
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Prelude to the Words
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