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Name : Abstract 21 2007
Media : Oil on canvas
Size : 50 cm x 40 cm
20" x 16”
Priсe : US $150
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Name : Deep in the ocean 2008
Media : Acrylic on canvas
Size : 1.22 m x 1.22 m
4' x 4'
Priсe : US $1000 (roll up shipping included)



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Name : About dragonfly 2008
Media : Acrylic on canvas
Size : 52 x 59 cm
20” x 23”
Priсe : US $50 (shipping included)



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Name : Holidays 2008
Media : Acrylic on canvas
Size : 50 x 60 cm
19” x 23”

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Earlier today, in New York City, an older gentleman walked into the main room of the deli full of people, grabbing a late lunch, the same time as the Faery King.

Cynthia and I accompanied my sister Susan for her Chemo today. This was a very difficult day in her recovery because of stomach distress, the under prescribing of meds and fever.

As Susan is one very tough lady, one very tough and loving Alpha female, a self-made woman, a biker poet of the kind, who can make one dream of free and open roads, metaphorically and other wise.

It is quite painful watching her battle Hodgkin's Disease and being humbled by anything, to be perfectly honest.

Apparently from the reaction in the Deli, to my reaction, (wink-although we all do grieve differently) it was very quiet for other reasons than that news flash, as it would turn out that this was the first many of us was hearing the news of his being as dead as a puppet.

The thoughtful elderly man made the comment about how sad it was that they had found Falwell dead on the floor, all alone like they did, going on about how he had touched so many lives.
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The winds they came to me one night
As I had laid down beside you
And shown you my soul
But all your subconscious cried out for
Was not the woman who slept beside you,
Not the woman who cared deeply for you,
Nor the woman you'd fallen in love with,

Was, for the sirens to come shower you
With their unearthly delights
As you still craved the touch of the women
Not of the touch of the woman who slept
The woman who loved you.

(Poet's Note: written in 2001, not long after meeting a guy online.)

My heart will burn if I run away
My blood will stop feeding me
If I reach the other side of this day,
My dreams become my enemy,
My hope is dying in sweet agony
And all I can hold tonight
Is an illusion of happiness.
Out of time your eyes were shining so bright
But now I can't find this bliss,
I'm far away from what I need,
I'm lost in strange silence,
In flowing rivers, in poisened seeds,
I'm not myself anymore,
I betrayed my senses to feel the warmth,
I wandered on forbidden shores
Into the sea of madness.
Where are you now that I'm at the end?
Where are you when I need your helping hand?
No, there's no way out of this damned memory,
I'm trapped inside my own misery

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Joe Ball began to play his cello. The rehearsal stopped and we did it all in one take. This defines me as a word magician.


I had no idea when I wrote and performed it, that it is so beautiful, until now.. (You can hear it all)

It is called Passion in the Grass.

Criminals Bar Mitzvah is about lost innocence.

Sage Burns is about leaving the one you love behind.

Amazonian Beauty is about a very beautiful strong woman who made love to me in the moon light at the Starwood Festival.

http://www.myspace.com/thegossamerproject

Namaste,
y