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Saturday, January 31, 2026

Sketchy Sunday, 02-01-2026

What Brown Can Do. Markers on cardboard, 9.5"X11". I'm tempted to add another color but refraining for now. Thanks for looking!

Sunday, January 25, 2026

Sketchy Sunday, 01-25-2026

"Map #1" from 2024, paired with a hay-na-ku poem, "Patchwork" from somewhat less recently. I hope you like them:

I have

in my own

way

threaded my

own needle, sewn

own oats

wild or not

stayed

in my own

groove

(not to

say stuck I

hope)

though lately

there is a

certain

sameness to

it all, given

definite aging

that for the

present

seems to

continue pretty nicely

overall

considering how

much patchwork life

requires

Sunday, January 18, 2026

From around 1965, a very elevated period of my life. I was young and full of energy, working as a reporter at the Concord Transcript and writing poetry. Herewith, an example of my poetry in those days along with an early sketch. Enjoy!

DOCTOR! DOCTOR! DOCTOR!

Somebody call me a doctor!

I think I have a malady!

And besides, I always

wanted to be

a doctor.

HELP!

SOMEBODY CALL ME A DOCTOR!

Sunday, January 11, 2026

Sketchy Sunday, 01-11-2026

RIP Bob Weir ... guess this one's appropriate to the era we came up in with its reference to Wavy (Hugh Romney) ...

Sunday, January 04, 2026

Sketchy Sunday, January 4, 2026

Tablecloths Memo

These papers must be kept intact at all costs ... very important! ... very im - POR - tant! ... no other strength ... no stranger strength ... lift up your voices and SING! ... no stronger strains ... no better refrains ... fragments of oilcloth ... kitchen tables distantly past ... sounds of wet dishcloths swiped back and forth across soiled surfaces of tablecloths of yore ... tablecloths of yours ... diving into distant past leap by synaptic leap ... in a nano-instant ... must be kept intact! ... im - POR - tant! ... fragile as old photos ... do not fold, bend or mutilate ... IM -POR - TANT!