Art, Et Cetera

Works in Progress

A recent art work, to be completed and photographed soon. A commentary on mass incarceration. Featuring ample found barbed wire (ouch).

UNTITLED I halfway home to Isabel

Her hair was the color of a warm July night

A pirates bounty…A sailor’s delight

She was graceful and sweet when she smiled at me

Like an old fashioned waltz

Like honey from the bee

Tell me where did she go

Tell me where does she stay

Does her garden still grow

Where do her children play

I was halfway home to Isabel

When I climbed some silly tree

I was halfway home to Isabel

That’s as far as I can see

I remember when, she would lay in my arms

With all of her lovin’ with all of her charms

Her soft country eyes were pretty as can be

Her wild morning kisses

Rainin” all over me

Tell me why did she leave

Tell me why did I stay

I can hardly believe

That she has gone away

I was halfway home to Isabel

When I climbed some silly tree

I was halfway home to Isabel

That’s as far as I can see

Perhaps I’ll write a long love letter

Send it out today

Or fold it in my pocket

Write another……Throw them both away

Her arms filled with flowers, she finds them everywhere

The secret of their colors, whisper in her hair

She could sing, she could dance, she was my lullaby

Rockabye my baby

Rock rock rock rockabye

Tell me what have I done

Tell me what should I do

You are the only one

I’m still in love with you

I was halfway home to Isabel

When I climbed some silly tree

I was halfway home to Isabel

That’s as far as I can see

evolution of tina: Out of The Ruins

Tina Turner, "We Don’t Need Another Hero" (1985)

Out of the ruins, out from the wreckage
Can’t make the same mistakes this time
We are the children, the last generation
We are the ones they left behind
And I wonder when we are ever gonna change?
Living under the fear, till nothing else remains
We don’t need another hero,
We don’t need to know the way home
All we want is life beyond the Thunderdome…

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