My Father, the Painter; My Mother, the Potter

Distilled into a renaissance of apathy
Pg. 41-61 Pg. 141-161 Pg. 231-238 Pg. 302-304
Exercise your word legs
‘Why is this significant?’
Framing of a representation
Binary opposition
This is just my interpretation
The ambiguity says it all

How you never understood that you had
a sense of an autobiography
while sitting in a community center youth self-portrait art class
Or an ability to process imagination
on stage, on paper, in form
by applying complimentary colours and the various levels of tableau
honing your craft

You scan the scene for meaning.


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