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MBLindsey project. No. 2 of series of 4 paintings. oil on linen. 50 x 70 cm each.
(Musical, tonal, temporal, lyrical, literal).

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thumbnail steak. oil on canvas. 5 x 7 cm.

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ribcage. oil on marble. 15 x 20 cm

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Continents Shift….

Then there’s me doubling me
Two lines in some dark canyon
The only thing
Is there
Plus one

By boats and planes and cars
By sounds and screens
Pencils and paper
Cracks of architecture
In fingers from lime and sifting sand
Sacks and sacks
So bitter is it
And the echo of it

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Self Fantasy

An island has no self.
Without community there is no sense
of island or not
but nature.
Insects aren’t down.
A tree falls in the woods
To the sound of one.

Now I drink wine old as my home:
blood of sweat & tears,
Calvary and Eden.
Woody cherry and pepper
My first love and
My last love
An infinity of sad kisses.

I and me
vanish in its sound.

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