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The Oil Man

The Oil Man

On April 20th, the worst oil spill catastrophe in human history began.  Today this broken drill bit is still pumping 60,000 barrels of oil a day...
The Oil Beast

The Oil Beast

I have a love for Mythological creatures–monsters, mermaids, Selkies, golems and whatnot– angels of death. . . Being a refugee from Catholicism,...
Ueno Park Red Bird

Ueno Park Red Bird

I was thinking of my friends in New Orleans as I made this piece, the beads and ornamentation, the echo of Lafcadio Hearn who left New Orleans t...
Tiger Weeds

Tiger Weeds

In almost all of the hobo lore I’ve read, plants are a prominent theme.  Plants that are edible.  Plants that are poisonous.  Plants that get yo...
The Red Road

The Red Road

Hey– I elected not to go to the art fairs in New York this week.  I actually haven’t been going to them for a while now and I don’t miss them.  ...
Poem for a Redhead

Poem for a Redhead

Hey– In a lot of hobo literature, there is not much mention of women or romance–one suspects that hobos didn’t get much pussy, being smelly and b...
A Blue-Eyed Story

A Blue-Eyed Story

Hey– My mother is 83 years old.  She will be pissed that I’ve told everyone this.  She is a child of The Depression.  Her mother was widowed when...
The Devil’s Handshake

The Devil’s Handshake

Hey– There is a remarkable, if forgotten, film from the early 70’s called ‘Emperor of the North Pole‘ , directed by Robert Aldrich. It is about th...
The Hobo’s Broken Rosary

The Hobo’s Broken Rosary

The poetry of Kenneth Patchen often makes reference to hobo songs and tales.  Patchen is one of my favorite American poets.  His poem, The Origi...