I arrived early one morning for my weekly visit to the chiropractor so I just waited and sat in my car drinking a cup of coffee. A short distance away I noticed two women on a bench engaged in a conversation. I could not hear them speak but it was fascinating to notice their body language as they were engaged in a dialogue.
The movements of their heads, hands and shoulders communicated the sense of a language. They were too far away to see the movement of their mouths. I could tell when a sentence was completed by the abrupt motions of their heads and hands. They gave the impression of saying something very important yet I could hear nothing.
Just the gestures of one of them seemed to intimidate the other one. It was almost like a silent drama unfolding but they may have just been talking about the weather.
Rotated Spaces, 2007
Sometimes this reminds me of the stuffed peppers I get at Anna’s Greek restaurant, maybe chiaroscuro with light, sfumato or even passage shapes.
Stuff like this must go on in the universe but galactic time prevents us from seeing it.
Match Stick Creation, 2012
Where have all the lobsters gone?
A flower from Lee’s garden that plays a visual melody each day at noon.
Triptych Growing New Skin, 2000