38, agenderfluid pan disaster
Lover of beauty in the mundane
Stories and their tellers
Socially anxious in the extreme
Better at fiction than reality
To hope when the world would have us hopeless is revolutionary
That draws one in
And turns the journey
Into a story
Art intimates life
And interesting times
Are full of stories
Weaving the age
From disparate threads
Show me, then
The monsters, and
The ways that
We defeat them
Show me the victory
Of finding beauty
In the scrum
#vss365
This is why. Retaliation in healthcare settings is real.
When you’re in the hospital, you give up all control.
You’re at the mercy of staff.
If you anger someone, your care can change and in rare cases… it’s deadly.
This is why. Retaliation in healthcare settings is real.
When you’re in the hospital, you give up all control.
You’re at the mercy of staff.
If you anger someone, your care can change and in rare cases… it’s deadly.
2011
Mixed media acrylic on canvas
2011
Mixed media acrylic on canvas
Or a death knell?
Sacrifical
Corporate cogs
Grinding
Down to dust
Too drained to be
#empathetic
Bodies break
In slow mo
Each loss
A spark
Self-immolating
To meet basic needs
As burnout robs us
Of capacity to resist
A rigged game
If you can get it
Rest is resistance
#vss365
#prompt
#empathetic
9/1 prompt: Empathetic.
Definition: Adjective. Being empathetic means you can understand, share, and vicariously experience the emotions, thoughts, and lived experiences of others.
Song: Blade Runner / Love Theme; Vangelis
Or a death knell?
Sacrifical
Corporate cogs
Grinding
Down to dust
Too drained to be
#empathetic
Bodies break
In slow mo
Each loss
A spark
Self-immolating
To meet basic needs
As burnout robs us
Of capacity to resist
A rigged game
If you can get it
Rest is resistance
#vss365
being empathetic
is the quiet art of
standing
at the edge
of another life
and resisting
the urge
to explain it
#vss365
#empathetic
#photography
#poetrysky
#nature
#poem
#eck
being empathetic
is the quiet art of
standing
at the edge
of another life
and resisting
the urge
to explain it
#vss365
#empathetic
#photography
#poetrysky
#nature
#poem
#eck
Then came the holes, not only in clothes. Each night when I closed my eyes, I felt a gnawing on the fabric of my mind.
I awoke robbed of I knew not what. Hazy, lacy, lost.
#vss365
Reaching for the #divine?
Transcendence remedies
Insularity via belonging
But what comes when
A bottom line co-opts
Community
All is a commodity
Ads atomize solidarity
We only see what we fail to be
Errors abound in hyperreality
An abundance of human
Inhumanity
#vss365
Admo, the satyr, was given to frolic with nymphs, and drink with Dionysus. Bon vivant, through and through.
His friend, meanwhile, plodded, rather than frolicked, and insisted the nymphs drink water, too.
#vss365 #frolic
I'm a fortress
Of apprehension
I see the end come
Before love's begun
Hiding behind a
Supercilious smile
Revealing nothing
Of the fluttering
Lure of the unattainable
Tenderly touch
My ramparts
I'll swoon
In defiance
It could
Never work
You're flesh
I'm stonework
#vss365
I'm a fortress
Of apprehension
I see the end come
Before love's begun
Hiding behind a
Supercilious smile
Revealing nothing
Of the fluttering
Lure of the unattainable
Tenderly touch
My ramparts
I'll swoon
In defiance
It could
Never work
You're flesh
I'm stonework
#vss365
High winds
Be advised I'm
Buffeted by inanities
Betwixt Catch-22s
And Faustian bargains
I batten down the hatches
We're not through
This storm yet
But storms, too
Are subject to
External forces
Hot
Cold
Pressure
Sans relief valve
There, she blows
Bellows
For relief
Not forthcoming
High winds
Be advised I'm
Buffeted by inanities
Betwixt Catch-22s
And Faustian bargains
I batten down the hatches
We're not through
This storm yet
But storms, too
Are subject to
External forces
Hot
Cold
Pressure
Sans relief valve
There, she blows
Bellows
For relief
Not forthcoming
Describe a rainbow. 🌈
#WriteSky #WritingCommunity
medium.com/descriptable...
Describe a rainbow. 🌈
#WriteSky #WritingCommunity
medium.com/descriptable...
Limned in hazy light
Defiant fog
Too oft lost in the mirage
Of cognitive constraints
I build walls
Lock myself within
Fractured memories
Fairy tale frailties
The beauty and the curse
Am I the villain
The sleeper
The hero
Or the end?
Are myths remixed
Worth remembering?
Limned in hazy light
Defiant fog
Too oft lost in the mirage
Of cognitive constraints
I build walls
Lock myself within
Fractured memories
Fairy tale frailties
The beauty and the curse
Am I the villain
The sleeper
The hero
Or the end?
Are myths remixed
Worth remembering?
Sono Una Fotografia
On body, observation, environment, and identity
#ArtofSelfPortraiture
Sono Una Fotografia
On body, observation, environment, and identity
#ArtofSelfPortraiture
What do you know of the infernal bargains struck within its stinking, sulphurous stalls, or the #fiends who offer them? Retreat from the blazing heat.
Only the desperate enter and not all emerge again. #vss365
“Fall me Home”
From 2021
Poetry, mixed media illustration, with preserved bird wings.
#mixedmedia
“Fall me Home”
From 2021
Poetry, mixed media illustration, with preserved bird wings.
#mixedmedia
"Holiday," 2025.
Reduction Linocut Print, 29 × 31 cm.
Private Collection.
#art #painting #artist #BlueSkyArt
"Holiday," 2025.
Reduction Linocut Print, 29 × 31 cm.
Private Collection.
#art #painting #artist #BlueSkyArt