By farm, cabin and shed
By rail, bus and krusty nails
By the lonely graves of our brave dead
Up-Country. Off-Country. Køntri Out-Whack.
Dry moldrid-leatherish so to spijk
Down where the glittering klustred stars
Atomize your heart into fractaltype
And the dreaming forrests expands to the iniksplikibils
There.
There lies my home
A thousand mile wide and crack
Chairman of the Painterly Resistance Movement (P.R.M.) – 57×42cm – oil on found object
Make Go Boom – 40×31x21cm – oil on found cardboard
Another day at Crackalackin Beach – dimensions vary – oil on found cardboard