Friday, May 30, 2014

Jersey Devil Clammers

At the north end of Absecon Island, where Clam Creek meets Absecon Inlet, lies one of Atlantic City's little known treasures: Historic Gardner's Basin.  Gardner's Basin is home to some serious commercial fishing boats,  where 70% of the clams served in chowder throughout the United States are fished. While watching the clam boats and the hard working men who with their nets dredge the sea; the sound of a bell clanging, inspired me to write this poem.

The Dock
Afternoon storm,
Moored boats, bells;
Clang like wind chimes.

Sunday, May 18, 2014

Pigeon Madness

Walking through Washington Square Park I saw a  life like  puppet interacting with the pigeons in the park.  Behind him sitting on the park bench is the real Pigeon Man of Washington Square Park who every day sits in the same spot and feeds hundreds of pigeons. He is a fixture in the park as are many other colorful characters that make up Greenwich Village.

Robin Frohardt is multidisciplinary artist and designer living in working in Brooklyn NY.
'The Pigeoning' is a full-length live performance that uses bunraku puppetry, video and original music to explore the ideas of obsessive compulsion, safety, and order in the context of the end of the world. The story is told through the main character, Frank, a bunraku-style puppet working in an office in the early 80's who is absorbed and ultimately transformed by his pigeon obsession.

Friday, May 9, 2014

Painting of Edgar Allan Poe's, "Annabel Lee"

                         One of my favorite poems is "Annabel Lee"by Edgar Allan Poe. 
After visting his cottage in Bronx, I intuitively  painted "Annabel Lee."
Edgar Allan Poe spent the last years of his life, from 1846 to 1849, in The Bronx at Poe Cottage. 
A small wooden farmhouse built about 1812, the cottage once commanded unobstructed vistas over the rolling Bronx hills to the shores of Long Island.  It was a bucolic setting in which the great writer penned many of his most enduring poetical works, including “Annabel Lee,” “The Bells” and "Eureka." Poe's young wife Virginia died of tuberculoses in the house. She was the love of his life and he never recovered from the lost.  I feel the poem, "Annabel Lee" expresses the love he and his wife shared.         

Annabel Lee

It was many and many a year ago,
   In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
   By the name of Annabel Lee;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
   Than to love and be loved by me.