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of performances and individual shots are on this site. The literate and
discerning will recognize the presence herein of the written word (a
man can’t live by images alone). Depending on what poem you’re reading,
you may find your thoughts are climbing on a structure. This may be offensive
to the free-verse spirits. Pouring new wine into old bottles is not their
cup of tea, as they let a stream of consciousness run down their leg.
I may be hard to define, but I’m not hard to find. The Contact page has an alien silhouette adrift in a sea of primordial voltage. Try that. I’m a writer and photographer who has lived in San Francisco for many years. In lieu of therapy I have a black acoustic-electric guitar. Future plans for the site: photos of the desert, women, the Mission murals, and my shadow. Note: Any publishers of poetry or photos who would like to do something edifying should contact me. I work with RE/Search Publications and have some photos in a recent book, “J.G. Ballard: Quotes.” Finally, I would like to say I’ve been working full-time to bring down the Bush Administration, but I cannot in good conscience make that claim. The photo on the home-page was taken in the desert near the Mexican border. I’m older now, but have retained most of my faculties. |