I am a romantic fool throwing poetry against the wind of despair.
I paint. I draw. I collage. I make objects. I write poems. I do these things from my heart and soul.
I make evocations, not abstractions or depictions.
Paint has a physicality which should be celebrated.
Art is what moves the soul. The soul is for the depth of experience enfolded in life.
The dharma of the true artist or poet is to serve and defend the imagination of the soul, the passions of the heart and the sensuosity of things.
Poetry is an act of subversion.