Category: Paintings

June 14, 2016

“Morton’s Pond” (X)

“Sights” – Clouds. Lots of clouds. Then one big cloud. A cloud that covered the whole lake and maybe even the world. Everything was whitish grey. It erased the shadows of the leaves and trees. I suppose it sucked them into itself which is why the cloud was dark in spots. It also sucked up sounds. The train wasn’t as noisy, and the birds sang a lower pitch.

June 12, 2016

“Frank visits Concord” (V)

Crows are messengers of the dead? said Ditto. Yes, said Virginia, that’s what my uncle said. Dead humans or dead donkeys? said Ditto. Dead humans, said Virginia. Hmm, said Ditto, I wonder which animals are messengers of dead crows?

June 10, 2016

“Frank visits Concord” (IV)

Is that your iPhone ringing? said Ditto.
No, said Virginia, I don’t have an iPhone.

June 9, 2016

“Morton’s Pond” (IX)

“Tastes” – The grass that grows around last year’s leaves. The flowers. Today I ate a white flower that tasted like the yellow one I ate yesterday. Sometimes different flowers taste the same and sometimes they don’t. Sight and taste are not always connected.

June 8, 2016

“Morton’s Pond” (VIII)

“Tastes” – Grass. Flowers. Oh, and I think I accidentally ate a deer tick. But since I don’t know what a deer tick tastes like, I can’t be sure. I suppose you can’t be sure of what you’re eating until you can.

June 7, 2016

“Morton’s Pond” (VII)

“Sounds” – Birds. More birds. And the sound of the wind. I don’t know how something you can’t see can make so much sound.

June 4, 2016

“Morton’s Pond” (V)

“Sounds” – Birds. The wind. The sloshing of the pond against the shore. And the sound of an airplane. I think it was from an airplane. Because I didn’t hear the sound when I first saw the plane, then I heard the sound and saw the plane, then I didn’t see the plane but I still heard the sound. Maybe the wind blows sound like it blows shadows.