June is BIG!

Hey everybody! June is a big month!

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It starts off with an opening on Thursday, June 4 at Orange County Creatives, 6-9pm. #BlueHolocaust was selected as part of the “In The Neighboorhood” show, an international juried exhibition which benefits a local non-profit in Laguna Beach. I’ll also have new work up for June as a gallery artist.

The very next evening, Friday, June 5 at The HUD in Ventura, 6-9pm is an opening for the June Group Show. A selection of my “grid” or “slide-puzzle” pieces will be brightening up the gallery space for summer.IMG_5987

The following week, on Friday, June 12, (6-9pm) in celebration of LA Pride, the Los Angeles Art Association is hosting an opening reception for Out There. #Sticks&Stones was selected as one of the pieces celebrating LGBT culture. I’m especially excited about this show because it happens to be in my neighborhood!

Finally, the following Saturday, June 20, from 1-7pm in Long Beach, my artwork will be on display for Los Angeles’s first Augmented Reality Art Walk. This special event will project art pieces, through the magic of the interwebs, onto the walls of Downtown Long Beach – but the kicker is that they will only be visible through your smart phone (iPhone and Android). Hello awesome!

I hope to see you at one or more of the events!

Haiku & Photography

1,801.

Laundry and grading;

The Wooly Bear waits for years

Before sprouting wings.

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1,802.

Still fortuitous

Green, summer reigns long in the

City of Angels.

Ocean

1,803.

I’m sorry isn’t

Enough in the land of the

Brave. Commuters rage.

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1,804.

Dawn breaks, fracturing

Light across the cityscape;

An atlas of stars.

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1,805.

The sky blushes where

City and light meet, rushing

With the coming rise.

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1,806.

It blushes again,

Kissed by a cool evening breeze:

Mercurial sky.

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1,807.

Thick with atmosphere,

Sky lays heavily upon

The city, changing weight.

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1,808.

Revealed a moment,

The sky peeks through rolling clouds;

There’s bright light beyond.

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1,809.

Leaves and soot, paper

Trash, and vagrants too – they line

The streets, just like you.

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1,810.

The sky and the page

Are both empty before me,

Ready for change.

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1,811.

DoseofSnark was right,

The use of ‘aerosol’ on

The Runway is stale.

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1,812.

Reflections glamour,

Casting false sunrises in

The rearview mirror.

Ocean

1,813.

Beauty breaks on the

City skyline; from my lips

Falls ‘Hallelujah.’

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1,814.

Dilapidated

Home-fronts line the street where kids

Toke on the porch steps.

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1,815.

Like a cat, I’ll bounce

Back; besides, it’s easier when

You can sleep past dawn.

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1,816.

Wounded pride is like

A bad haircut; wait three weeks

And it will grow back.

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1,817.

A helicopter

Roars under pink and gray clouds;

Traffic starts to hum.

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1,818.

Classroom stored in Mom’s

Attic. Retail interview

Today. Lunch right now.

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1,819.

Evening TV and

Leftovers. This is what I

Do when home alone.

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1,820.

Hummingbird alights

On a nearby tree, taking

Shelter from the rain.

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1,821.

Here I go, doors wide,

Into the wild, where I can

Finally be me.

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1,822.

Beyond these stuccoed

Walls are sky, stars, and boundless

Possibility.

Ocean

1,823.

Old constant friends, they

Shine an ancient light and guide

Those lost to the night.

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1,824.

Rule number seven

Complete: Always clean the house

Before traveling.

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1,825.

The pets don’t like bags;

Guilty sweetness cuddles in

Retaliation.

~

These haiku first appeared on Twitter. You can read my first 1,000 in Status Haiku, available from Amazon.com. Photographs are from the California Coast. 

Haiku & Photography

1,151.

There’s Moon deep with Sky

And Sun rising bright and high;

I am earthly bound.

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1,152.

No sky can hold the

Light above nor heart contain

Our ascending love.

Parade CHP

1,153.

Sunlight and heather

Cast hillsides in feathered gold;

Earth ignites at dusk.

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1,154.

Postpone the miles, hold

Back the dawn; without you, my

Love, I can’t go on.

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1,155.

Buttery short ribs,

TiVo and hot chocolate;

Now to feathered dreams.

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1,156.

Inspiration and

Lightning can’t be grasped, there just

Shadows of the flash.

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1,157.

Like the clouds, we crest

Over the mountains, waves of

Atmosphere and cars.

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1,158.

I’m like the desert,

Shifting colors with the wind

While coyote grins.

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1,159.

Into the haze and

Darkening clouds, light and I

Try utmost to shine.

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1,160.

In to deep, submerged

With drowning sound; stars might

Light the other side.

Parade Colors

1,161.

Black cod, cucumber

Avocado salsa, rice,

Buttered lobster tail.

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1,162.

Carbon dioxide

Stains the lines and we conform,

Its accomplices.

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1,163.

Mountains turn copper

As autumn sighs, glorious,

Over southwest skies.

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1,164.

Indulgence: that’s the

Immortal hand at rest on

My soft, belly flesh.

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1,165.

Brushes play while the

Colors jest, I give morning’s

Respite to the paints.

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1,166.

Steaming soak in the

Cool air of pillowy dawn,

The sky and I bathe.

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1,167.

Muscles think I jest,

Pulling through asanas – this

Form salutes the sun.

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1,168.

Salt – biology

And history are at play

In all our dishes.

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1,169.

Bounty is seen in

The orange of tea, leaves, and

Paper craft turkeys.

Pride Kiss

1,170.

Four generations –

Children spin tales as Wise Ones

Fill the room, laughing.

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1,171.

Feasting’s fullness still

Lingers through my morning chores;

Patriotic zeal.

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1,172.

There’s a dull quiet

To the Laundromat this morn –

My Black Friday deal.

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1,173.

Tables and tables,

Holiday feasts extend like

Generosity.

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1,174.

Orion rests o’er

The city lights, two patterns

Twinkling though the night.

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1,175.

Rose tints both sky and

Hills; Earth glows with happy hues

As night fades away.

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These Haiku first appeared on Twitter in the fall of 2011.  The first collected thousand are available for download here.  Photos are from the Los Angeles Pride Parade, June 2012.

Haiku & Photography

Glacial Ice
1,051.
Closed cycles surround;
Cocooning crush, angles bent,
Made Lord of the Flies.

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1,052.
Nation wide, filled with
Pride – America’s rainbow
Has many colors.

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1,053.
Watched pots never boil
But after the simmer comes
The sublime – tasting.

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1,054.
Bigger numbers! We’re
In a fix; these counting blocks
Help addition stick.

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1,055.
Edit the sky. Cut
Out the moon. Give me my fall,
My celiac gloom.

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1,056.
P’raps this fall, under
This moon, we’ll all come out. Love,
Let’s edit the hate.

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1,057.
Be like water; flow
Over, flow under; into
Cracks; break asunder.

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1,058.
Awash in silver
And gold; fortuitous, the
Moon falls while sun climbs.

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1,059.
So pregnant, so full,
Creativity’s dew; the
Moon beckons above.

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1,060.
Raven and I flee
Hazy elliptical skies.
Hope’s a distant place.

~

Snow Machines

These haiku first appeared on Twitter.  More of my collected haiku can be found in Status Haiku.  The images above are from an Alaskan Glacier near Girdwood, Alaska.