Illness in family

my dell is on life support. Won’t be back for a while…

Doug Webb

Very amusing and clever work by Doug Webb

Night Flock

This piece is about the elements, sky, water, light and that knock at the door at two o’clock in the morning.

Our Lady of Fire

I created this piece under the influence of Leonard Cohen. He had written a song called Joan of Arc and I was struck by a line about Joan – ‘If he was fire, then she must be wood.” Cohen is a riveting character.

Garden of Galaxies

When I was a kid I used to lay in the grass and watch the grasshoppers, lady bugs, ants, the odd toad move through their world. It was like the universe was in my backyard.

Lost In The Woods

My father was directionally challenged. During World War II he left his company and went into the woods to take a leak. Somehow he got turned around. And for the next couple of hours he wandered through the woods not sure where he would come out. If he had come out into the German lines he would have been captured, shot or sent to a camp and perhaps never met my mother. No me. Fortunately he came out amongst British troops. Life, I think, is filled with these odd crossroads.

Deep

There is this great mystery about the depths of the oceans. What kind of creatures live there? In a world without sunlight. Where energy is generated by hot water vents in the ocean floors. I suspect that the guiding principles of the deep ocean life will be similar to the rules that govern many life forms on other planets.

Fire Island

We exist on the peripheral of experience. When I describe drowning, it does not reflect the actual experience of drowning (which is a chaos of information). It is as if in order to understand our experiences, we have to distance ourselves from them. (The German philosopher Kant maintains that we do not know real life at all [noumena]  but only the characteristics of experience [phenomena]. ) The world we live in (know) is a fabricated world. It would be interesting if another sentient life form were to arrive on earth and point this out to us.

13

The most difficult age. For girls. Some girls are stronger, taller than boys. All are more mature. 13 year old girls know what’s happening in their world. Boys are mostly clueless.

Death is Reborn

Since matter can be neither created nor destroyed, then death is not the end of matter but only the change in its appearance. This is of course not much consolation to the person who is dieing. Unless you’re on the other end of appearance’s change and come out looking like a 1957 Chevrolet or Betty Grable’s legs. I imagined a universe where death did not exist. Boredom set in. And for a long time everyone watched reruns. Everyone’s life in reruns. Until they couldn’t stand it any longer. And a great commission was established to solve the problem. Death was the answer.