right: Agnes and Stubby Bogart lived in a tiny mill shack on the burnt woods road near spout creek. Agnes had light strawberry blond hair and painted-on eyebrows. She had epilepsy. Stubby Bogart always wore a white t-shirt and worked at the mill. They called him Stubby because some of his fingers were missing and he drank a lot of Blitz Weinhard beer. He looked like a tiny grizzly bear.
The light from their kitchen window was always on, a beacon in the night. On Halloween they handed out bottles of soda water and teddy bears made of moss. Somewhere in time they faded away or maybe folks in the valley just stopped noticing them. The little shack still stands but someone else sleeps there now.
christine’s dream. 2003, 14 x 11
agnes bogart, ca 2005, 10 x 8
right: birdbrain sat on a chestnut limb and brooded about the weather.
the rains had come. the ground melted and the remaining leaves sagged and fell to the ground like brown corpses.
this was december 14th.
9 more months of winter lay ahead.
birdchildren 5, 1996, 9.5 x 6.5
birdchildren 4, 1996, 9.5 x 6.5
right: the little red fox flew into a tree and howled. "rabbit stew woowoo, rabbit stew woowoo! oh brothers and sisters listen to my cooking song!"
“birdchildren”, a series of ca 10 paintings, above: monoprint, watercolor, ca 1986
birdchildren 1, 1996, 9.5 x 6.5
birdchildren 9, 1996, 9.5 x 6.5
dotty horse red town, 2002, 16 x 12
2002, 16 x 12
left: "come down from the red trees" crow calls to rabbit "supper is ready"
right: with two brass rods, mr moody wandered over the unmarked grave in our little cematary looking for imaginary names.
his wife jotted down the names as he called them out. in the wind the pages from her tattered notebook fluttered like little birds. and for every name he placed a red plastic flag in the ground and a tiny white pebble in his pocket