The sounds of painting, poetry, and piano come together in this sound piece created for my first CD.  The piano was recorded at Paragon Studios in Chicago, the voice at home in Wicker Park studio, and the sounds of painting were created the first month Rio and I were married.  As a sound man, he was surprised at the texture that my painting created as I gessoed canvas, and the canvas rumbled. I was working on a commission for a Set Painting for the TV Series, “SABLE”. Rio recorded 8 hours of the sound of painting which we then used in this sound piece for the album, “I & I”. I am working the next in the series of this genre which is closer to where my visual art is going at this time. I have posted a sketch of the new addition to this series concept…

The only way I can have you listen to the original version,

is to take you to the link on youtube: enjoy….

EMPTY & WILLIN’

The SYMPTOMS were evident

In the Arts, In the Political Structure, the church, and the Family

It was the calm before the storm

The CRISIS before the TRANSFORMATION of an entire civilization

Doomsday speakers had their say

There is always a place in this world for the negative

It was the ones who thought positively

They were the TARGET!

To THEM we represented the PAST

The CONFRONTATION between the YOUNG and the OLD

FREEDOM and CONFORMITY

TRUTH and DECEPTION

But even as we grew, and became more a part of the system

They didn’t see us for who we really were

If they had listened to the voices in the sky who had inspired our minds

PERHAPS we would have spared the world such pain

But our world was set up

From the START our PLANET was involved in a CONSPIRACY in HEAVEN

That SHE took no part in

THAT WAS THE ANGEL’S BATTLE!

Those were Cosmic consequences that the planet had grown up with

EMPTY & WILLIN’

(A new sketch poem…)

In The Sky

This round sphere spinning

Traveling around the great sun

Older than we realize

Hiding truths yet be revealed

In this time of man

The long history of earth

So Many stories and legends

Each one a part of the truth

Revealed over centuries

Millenniums

We think we know the story

We only know parts of the story

We have forgotten

Or lost

Most of the truth…

Buried and forgotten

Under the sands

Hidden from view

Lay the history of our planet

Under the sea

A world still so deep

Unknown to us

The hidden caves

Over time we discover

Bits and pieces of Ancient Texts

Cracked and dried out skulls

Traces of lives lived and lost to time

Mummies that reveal strangely shaped heads

And the Art

Everywhere

In every culture

Revealing something

Out there in the Sky