Relegate Modicum Factitious Pompous Why I know these words Because I want to be smart Then I read what was wrote Hear what was played See what was painted Listen to what was said And apparently I ramble nonsensical ideas Garbled ideology I paint as if a 6 year old playing with crayons All I … Continue reading Attempting To Art #3 →

The minds of others is something I don't understand Because I don't understand my own mind Behind it is something A drive, or passion A purpose, or sense of belonging It is hard to unveil (We who are enthralled to serve the immortals) But our tastes our shaped in service to whim and fancy Our … Continue reading Attempting To Art #2 →

I posit that there are no "masterpieces." Subjectivity is freedom Those who speak for beauty Are nothing more than advertisers Selling you your opinion (To be continued...)