“To bring out the fine points of a good picture.”

“To bring out the fine points of a good picture.” Such was the idea put forth by painter (and frame maker) Charles Prendergast in explaining his theory of crafting frames. Recently,  I had the chance to learn about Charles, and his better-known brother Maurice, at the New Britain Museum of American Art and to experience […]

Invitation to Stillness

It’s been over twenty-five years since I wrote these lines: The doctors invited me to be still. Then the X-ray revealed one of van Gogh’s sunflowers dying inside me, just beneath my ribs. Not enough sun, they said, prescribed antibiotics and suggested lemon juice to ease the pain. A few of the remedies worked; stillness […]

the paraphrase of a quail egg

After Inspecting Brassaï’s Graffiti At Musée d’Art Moderne I notice the construct of silhouetted stick figures juxtaposed above a door; one’s triangular body tells me to go into a different salle. There, I find another version of graffiti on the door in front of me as I sit down. This is not art someone has […]

PechaKucha 20×20 Bridgeport Vol. 1

I have to admit that before the Barnum Museum in Bridgeport Connecticut invited storytellers to participate in their first PechaKucha night, I had no idea what PechaKucha was. It’s simple to describe: a slide show of 20 slides which progress through 20-second intervals–so a story in 6 minutes and 40 seconds. More than the slideshow, […]

Proof of Existence

Distilling Sol Lewitt Obliterate, says the line curve the horizon, resist tremors of an inexact hand tap into the statuesque control of an oblique axis, linger in the infinite advance; find proof of existence between the abscissa and the ordinate, between Euclid and Descartes, between an arrow and its trajectory. Sol Lewitt’s work is on permanent […]

First Editions

To celebrating the release of the second edition of Reconnaissance, enjoy this poem about first editions. Click the title to order your own first edition at a special discounted price. The Thief I apprenticed well. For a sixth grade project, Mrs. Montecalvo taught me the worth of a good forgery when she assigned the footnoted […]

Sculpture

Dodeca Hexahedron with Blood Orange, Amy Nawrocki, Origami paper and rubber cement. The sculpture is sixteen triangular hexahedrons glued together created a twenty-four sided sculpture, inspired by the geometric insight and modularity of artists like of Sol LeWitt, Alexander Calder, and others. “Dodeca Hexahedron” is a guess. Soccerball was the alternate. Here’s a poem from […]

The Rothko Conundrum

Many thanks to a little boy named Ezra (and his expert crocodile tears) and Mark Rothko for filling my time at AAA as I waited to get my new 44-year-old license. I have to admit that it felt a little awkward giving up on Lucretius, who got me through a registration renewal at the DMV […]

“It would be easier . . . “

Here’s a poem that appeared in Reconnaissance, published by Homebound Publications in 2015. Long Shot A good snapshot stops a moment from running away.      ~Eudora Welty The dilemma is not about choosing between architecture or faces, panorama or close-up, indirect light or flash but between the print’s future frame and the quiet immobility […]

There are, of course, flowers

Reconnaissance yields a bouquet of Quebecois forest flowers for a hot summer day. Un-vase the garden. Photos from Parc National D’Oka, and Montreal Botanical Gardens Poem from Reconnaissance, Homebound Publications, 2015 Mrs. Dalloway There are, of course, flowers; they fill her hands before any vase, but even in their glass tomb, she sees the void they […]