Stillness
and
oh such quiet
peace.
Nothing
out
of my window
escapes.
Opaque
sky
blankets the entire
county.
When
will
I grow tired
of it?
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Stillness
and
oh such quiet
peace.
Nothing
out
of my window
escapes.
Opaque
sky
blankets the entire
county.
When
will
I grow tired
of it?
-Royce Deans
RoyceDeans.com
Cats make funny videos.
Seven monks cried in the tomb.
Voices from the other room
Overheard but not heard.
I think whatever works
if you have had it before.
Ha, Ha, Ha,
I gotta say.
Laughter – someone’s happy
I could engage but I don’t.
It was coming up…
…might hang out with a dork.
–Royce Deans
Morning sunlight warm on me.
Morning breeze cool places not warmed by the sun.
Morning stillness on the lake.
Tiny rhythmic waves gurgle one by one on the sand.
Morning stillness warm on me.
Morning solitude forms a bubble in eternity.
Morning glory in the sand.
Symphonic silence accompanied by a chorus of very distant birds.
Morning glory warm on me.
Morning newness realizes anticipation of unknown possibilities.
Morning breezes on the lake.
Time taken is not time wasted.
I am happy to announce that beginning October 22nd, Angela Saxon and myself will be guests of The Miller Beach Arts and Creative District at The Marshal J. Gardner Center for the Arts in Gary Indiana. We will be participating in a printmaking residency with open studio hours.
I will be working on a series of prints that will build on the ideas that I have been working with in my recent paintings and recent monotypes.
In the Company of Nature will include an art exhibition, and a series of monotype classes.
Email me at royced@gmail.com for specific details and hours.
In the Company of Nature
Open Studio Dates: Monday, October 24 to November 04.
Exhibition Dates: November 04-25
Opening Reception: Friday, November 04
Time: 6 to 9:00 PM
Location: The Marshal J. Gardner Center for the Arts, 540 S. Lake St. Gary, Indiana 46403
Rain falling on the soundtrack of my world
spit spat
While the sun shines outside.
Sometimes I drive a gravel road
scritch crunch
Potholes, dust and washboards take skill.
I read novels when I can
plop flip
If I am too tired, I fall asleep.
If you wake me, I won’t fall asleep again
huh? ohh
If you don’t, it’s possible I’m pretending.
The dark before dawn starts my day
sit up
My expectations are often pleasantly derailed.
–Royce Deans
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