April 1, 2021

I do, and I can’t stand it. So, friends,I have composed a book for your amusement, for your understanding, a book to tell the truth on those who lied to you, MODERN ART: A Critique in Rhyme Here, examined: the lives of the knuckle-headed artists, their splattered pictures, crooked statues, bumbled books, collapsing buildings, and…

March 23, 2021

Here we are at circus, you and me and all the others, facing each and every way in The Age of Absurdity.  Rather alike some Swiftian satire, some Aesopian consequence, some Seussian phantasmagoria where all the world is upside down, facing sideways in slow-motion walking backwards into a psychedelic truth.  Yet, who can say: This…

March 15, 2021

The song of the breeze of the morning in a field peopled with fragrant flowers is one of the many delights in having life.  And the song of the breeze is, to those who pause to listen, the voice of eternal wisdom.  Listening to the morning breeze is for me an almost daily occupation from…

March 1, 2021

Having these past forty years of life a desire to taste of pleasure and delight—and having tasted—I consider myself something of an expert on Beauty, on pleasure and delight.  Alas, with humility I must confess a dilettante’s knowledge, only.  Though, had there been a course of study or even a course of lectures on the…

February 15, 2021

There is pleasure in the contemplation of the object one desires; there is a pleasure in tasting, touching, hearing or seeing the object; and there is a pleasure in the remembrance of the object enjoyed.  This pleasure, what is it?  Is pleasure specific to the object and unique to the person, or is pleasure general…

January 15, 2021

The bird learns to fly by being pushed from the nest.  Sea turtles know they must run to the ocean.  Baby ducks ride mother’s back until learning by example to swim.  The tadpole grows legs and hops; the caterpillar grows wings and flies; what must the finger-painter grow to become a picture-maker. Certain you have…

January 1, 2021

Fellow Americans: You might be surprised to learn that you are Greek, in the first instance; that you are Roman, a child of Lucius Junius Brutus; that you are Catholic, even if atheist; that you ascend from victories in the Art of War; that you, fellow Americans, are Hellenocentric, even if citizens of the One…

December 15, 2020

You might like to know: my Sun is in Venus, my Scorpio is Ascendant, my Mars is in Pisces, my Venus is in Virgo, my Moon is in Taurus … that art is varied, variable of element, color, form.  You might like to know, that Art is the idea made real; that Art is fashioned…