project: exotic rag doll
in the spirit of loving, sharing and representing unity I have for quite a while now been posting art for the public eye. My favorite endeavor so far has been the mini rag dolls crafted from discarded string and cutoffs from my custom tailoring. I bind them up in the mind of love and peace, adorn them with eyes(usually rusty roadside rings) and whatever other embellishment that may be near by, lingering. They are then taken to the streets and a conspicuous place is found for someone to stumble on to the special little devotion beast. With most I try and include an inspiring message, intricate poem, few word positive boost or just the doll itself.

  

forecasted loneliness

dissected innocence

pinned up for display

reiterate

a space beyond

the flutter of eyelashes

holographs distract us

become architectural masters

drafters of the ornate

release the weight that matter creates

and waltz with vibrations

Akbük,Türkiye

My first english conversation in weeks! I was daring myself to enter the glisteny turquoise water when on my way in were some british children half submerged. I questioned them about the ominous black patches near by to which they replied, in their proper accents: 'it's only a miniature kelp forest'  This was a Pandora's box for their adorable babble, after sometime and much to my surprise I came to find that they were highly informed about the sea... yet soon after they had enchantingly inflated my imagination with all the childish rants about pirates, parrot fish and undersea islands filled with music treasure, not gold, but music! their father came along and dropped the anvil, all of this was a recitation from a television show and we were only on episode 3 out of 100, they've seen them all....

serve love not replacements 

I'm not meaning that there is no love in a family unit that sets their child in front of a screen every now and again but when you understand how much of a sponge a tiny, developing mind is the closest influence should be the ones just near. Mom and pop could craft tales of the sea and maybe even ask for some 5 year old assistance to fill in the blanks with their own cerebral creativity, through pictures or on going story telling with the ever so addicting cliffhanger. Life should be an interaction, not a reaction, the constant strive for entertainment supplements is a pirate to the magic that we all have the ability to create.

                         
deep jewel

rich with salty breath

ancient pillars mimic

divinity; astronomic

sanctuary compelled

by the instant

continuously dwell

in a wildcrafted crown

of passion

Temple of Apollo, Didyma, Turkey                       

old town; just behind the train tracks,

where stray cats hover over dumpsters

and tiny dirt streaked gypsies play tag along stone streets.

Nazilli, Aydin, Turkey

turn up the heat on your exotic coffee

let the foam roam deep, heavenly

into drenched bellies

pry open third eyes

for a faint whisper devised: "there's rainbows inside"

each second light scatters then projects

the organic and geometric dance of all things 

veil yourself in this beauty; being.

Amsterdam, Netherlands

reclined vibrations resting in the chest

texture expressed through purple lipped breaths

twine wound tightly around the vacant spaces

rusty eyed replacement

bringing smiles to their faces

confidence strung on arbitrary laces

good and evil are born based on incubation

dip your ear in the chimney decoding the roof top salut, pointed to heavens

before a hot salmon colored sunrise hovering over the train tracks, we tacked, orphaned rags devoted to amplifying joy beams, as slippery atoms hold together all things...

Lancaster, Pennsylvania, US

Cerebral feet tramp on in dusty midnight dreams

comforting the haunted scenes born inside an innocent scatter brain. 

Stacks of forgotten nothings clogging their souls 

arms reach for spirited answers
trickles from a shiny miracle wand 

Drones and angelic whispers 

as I pray for creative elasticity to continue floating in the tiny mind
stricken with fear beams. 

4 footed creatures humming,
testing ours hearts ability.
Striped in simplicity, totems of another time.

Release yourself to the wild pink sky
soon to be dotted with gassy firings of eternity, a distant blood line.

Galesburg, Illinois, US