word play


If you let one thing lead to another, you might end up with these. . .


monoprint with fluid acrylics on BFK Rives paper and stone paper collage, 10 X 11″

Bombinate. I bomb. You bomb. We bomb. They bomb-inate [buzz and hum] and taste the sweetness of the seasons, a spicy mixture of humus and herbs.

Abom(b)ination, an assault, an intense combination of bombs and angry countries, nations in abom(b)inate mode with no nature to groove on or calm them down.

I’ll bombinate with the mushrooms and lichen, hum for world peace and try not to expect too much, too soon. Try not to be too disappointed when the bumblers don’t return and the other kind of bombing abominators get too bumbling.

Dictionary definitions:

bombinate: to make a humming or buzzing noise

abomination: a vile, shameful, or detestable action, condition, habit, etc.

You probably know what I’m getting at here without my spelling out the politics of it. The art technique of it is more fun to talk about. In Muse Group we used stone paper for the printing plate in our lesson on monoprinting.  Not the usual, but that’s what we had. The “plate” was in most cases more interesting than the print.

yellowfloweracrylic on stone paper with collage, 10 X 11″

Can you see how the print at the top is the mirror image of this one?  The stone paper is a bit like Yupo, if you’ve ever tried that. You get all kinds of interesting textures with juicy paint. Use a rubber tipped color shaper to scrape paint off before it dries. After pulling a couple prints I did some scraping and shaping and let this one dry, then added color and line and collage elements later.

The word bombinate came from interesting-word-file which I started years ago. I could just imagine the bumble bees going after the pollen in this delectable flower!


I am tough.

powdered graphite, acrylic inks, collage on w/c paper, 10 X 11″

i am tough
i can handle this
confused cocktail
of wild creatures
insanity on a timer

click clock, tick tock
what is the absolute
you can always count on?

click clock, tick tock
wish upon a star
and there you are

sweet bananas and
a friend to enjoy them with

back in the tumbler
what emerges next?
an absolute rock of ages

More powdered graphite play here, along with some word play.  Cut some words out of magazine ads. . .just because. . .tumble them up and insert them into the picture for no reason you could honestly defend at the moment. . .when you’re done, string the words with others and see what comes of it!  Meaning? Absurdity? no more than every day life. . .

So do I really think I’m tough?   Well, tough enough to still be here!