juicy quote
“Anyone who has declared someone else to be an idiot, a bad apple,
is annoyed when it turns out in the end that he isn’t.”
Painting – “The Bad Apple”
© 2013
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Fruit For Thought…
“There is no blue without yellow and without orange.”
“Looking Up At The Orange Tree”
Painting by Artist
© 2011
Paul Cezanne
“We live in a rainbow of chaos.”
Paul Cezanne
“Praises From A Tenor Sax” by L. K. Thayer
like salt on a bloodsucker
recoiling, shriveling
paralyzed fits of punishing
pawnshop
reuniting
with the sell-out
the down and out
muck and mire choir
singing
praises from a tenor sax
and a song
you can’t let go of…
fill the loving cup
and drink it dry
try to stay away
but you can’t fight
the pull
of the taffy
you get stuck in the
sweetness
and you wanna
die happy
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Prague © 2011
Now Serving Carrot Juice…
“The day is coming when a single carrot, freshly observed, will set off a revolution.”
– Paul Cezanne
“Root Vegetable” Photo by
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© 2011
Artist Eve Brandstein at Bergamot Station
“You can drown in the sea of love, even if you know how to swim”
Eve Brandstein
WORD FORMS – Art Show TAG Gallery @ Bergamont Station.
Bergamot Station Unit D3
2525 Michigan Ave.
Santa Monica, CA 90404
Nov. 30-Dec. 24. Reception SATURDAY DECEMBER 4 from 5-8pm.
See my new paintings
Stevie Kalinich on “The Jazz Poets Social Club” @Elderberries tonight!
Foto by L. K. Thayer
I love the poetry
I love the people
like hungry children
like needy beggars
we ned the inspiration
to carry on
in the face of such immensity
when economies are falling
and depression is rising
and everyone says no
I say yes to keeping the language
and its many voices alive.
The word painters and the painters
with the brush
and the invisible brush of images
The prose and poems
will touch you
one for one
one for another for
certainly in our time
the end f 201
we need the voice of poets
that spoke through the beats
The Kerouac’s and Mcheline;s
of the world
who are now blooming
to keep poetry alive
is to keep life alive
while poets write
and painters paint
and doers do
there is hope for the world
for they will never
silence these voices
and we will rise
a sisterhood a brotherhood
rise up against oppression
and hatred.
We will plant the seeds
for peace
and revolution
wherever the soul is violated
and mankind’s needs
are pushed under.
Keep the poem alive
and God Damn come tonight.
There is something for you here
whoever you are.
LOve
Stevie
Elderberries Cafe, Hollywood, CA
© 2010
e. e. cummings
“i carry your heart with me”
i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)
“Once Was A Kid With Hero” by John Broyles
Once was a kid with hero dreams
Solid hopes
Exist now a machine
Controlled by pulleys and ropes
Fear gated
I reside foolish thoughts of protection
Against threatened larceny
I add to the perspiring of brilliance
My stoned illusion observation
Concluding that all things are inclusive
In the nakedness of this current
I call to you of varied pigmentation
So called agents of change do the same
Live life like Las Vegas
Dance with crusty shamans of asphalt concept
Space walking fame
In the cusp of mad genius
Sing angels or demons
Wait on stars
Once chained animal
Barking at shadows possessed
Down goes the faint outline of
Tried initiative for the pale persons
Imprisoned vile anvil devise ridden city
Downed like a gone boxer obese
Learning the limits of aged flesh
By way of fixed dealings
Blood soaked failure paid in full
The ninth round coming down
As if doom fed the horizontal end
Morrison words parched on addicted lips
A ghost wrapped in subway garb- smelling of revenge
Selling dead comments of recommended living
Motorhead is louder than the false wail of a hollywood whore
Seething through a wealthy scum
Monetary worth a healthy sum
Sex pimping gambler
Artwork & Poem by John Broyles
© 2010
“Army Of One” by JC2
By Street Artist/Firefighter Jef Campion
“Army of one/jc2 ……………is a peaceful Revolution/Movement
through our art and creative process,
we will not stop Pasting /stickering all over this country
until every one of our Brave men and women soldiers are home safe
from this BARBARIC INDUSTRY CALLED WAR!!!!………..
and every innocent child is safe from this War for OIL
and our politicians bloodthirsty need for world domination!!!!
Saving one child at a time…Have you seen this child?”
© 2010
