My Writing has a tenderness for the Absurd.
Whereas my Drawings are
1) Serious Gestures commissioned for,
2) Traditional gesture or renderings of nudes,
3) Fashion sketches of many type and usage,
4) Digital cartoons for Substack that are wirey and free wheeling. (That’s the idea anyway),
5) and Flash Drawings that are expressive and inked — I call my Three Minuters:
I write Poetry.
I am a rhymer, and still consider it verse. Poetry feeds on what love doves, what life rifes, the mystery of it, temptation, tortures, residuals.
http://dustyhope.com/poetry/portuguese-teas/
Fiction
is an outwandering, into poetic narrative, using and abusing fiction devices, its imbibed on an earnestness and tensity for meta, logic and the absurd. It reads like fiction but feels like poetry, feels like fiction but reads like poetry…
Writing is always in search of its own reason to exist persist enlist…
Drawing occurs for me as a tenderness – for form + line – that I just can’t resist.
Poems + Posts on Substack
Dust Bin Works in Progress
POETRY – Working Titles
- Fateless Rhymes of a Lugubrious Sing Song Hysteric
- Cutters Must, Love Songs for Lobsters
- Rounding Up: Fly, Die + Pie
ESSAY – Collections
- Temptations with Writing Across Forms
- The Drain for Rain in Spain
FICTION – In Progress
- Short Stories: Body of Hate Surface of Love
- Novella: Subliterate Swoons and A Side of Dead
NOTES – Mostly Heavies, from Philosophy
- Adventures in Note Taking
Red hand files index
- Honey-Do for Nick Cave
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