Monday, May 23, 2016

 The Sound you made
those lungs were only human
those fingers
Crowded mind loneliness
An idol
It was a lot to ask
of anyone












 a collection of heads
what prestige of a man
those lives for trophy 
like stamps or rocks
and what of the headless bodies?
There is most likely a street 
named after this man
somewhere



 It has always been about control
how much freedom is given?
For how long before the rules change
again
A path to a garden of thorns
awaits
for those that challenge 
the Order of things



A turkey with cufflinks, bowtie, vest and lapel flower. Surrounded by grapes. 
Come on, it was the 1970s.

Sunday, May 22, 2016



Being a father has given me new hope for humanity
all these kids
raised by parents who also have hope
Because hope
is really what you require in order to procreate
your faith
in something
must have some resolution
or you would not bring a child into this world
damaged as it is

When you walk through the world with a baby or a child
you surrender a bit of yourself
and the people around you catch the pieces you let go

It is in those moments you realise it takes a village
and most of these strangers understand this and act accordingly
whether a smile or a word or a chance to interact
you feel as if you are part of something you never knew existed


Thursday, May 5, 2016









Think of all the sunsets you have witnessed
So many, in so many places
winter, summer
Cold and hot
I always want to take a walk
right around sundown
it has always been my favorite time of the day
they don't call it the magic hour for nothing
A sunset brings up memories it seems
That time on the beach in Mexico
Or out and about in a boat on the water
It is sunsets that mark the passing of our
otherwise meaningless lives








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i remember 1993
it was the year that i turned 20
river phoenix died
and my friends got their first cell phones
i say this because i was a huge fan of river phoenix
and cell phones began to change my life from that moment on
I got my first cell phone in 1998
it was for work
and i remember feeling kind of cool about it
until i left it on the roof of my car and drove away from the government dock
in Victoria
and i later found it, smashed, on the road, when i turned around and went back for it
I got my next cell phone in 2000, when i moved to Vancouver
after film school
there seemed to be a real difference in the proliferation of cell phones
In Vancouver, compared to the Island.
I needed a phone right away in the film industry
i simply couldnt live without one
but then i moved back to Victoria from 2001 to 2004
i didnt need a cell phone anymore
returning to gardening and folk music
there is something so real and wonderful about those days that i will forever miss
the days of the Dissonance and playing in bars
then it was back to Vancity after the band broke up
Back to the lights camera action
the smart phones now
are like AI
one step closer to the Singularity
the power in your pocket
could send a rocket to the moon
and home
and what is home
other than a place to laugh and cry?
really

Wednesday, May 4, 2016

for now (the birds)










one new west night when everything is alright
and i stand alone surveying my life like a future site
the birds fly their last sortee before night
and i dont want to make up but i dont want to fight
either
the freedom we all feel is fleeting and the great change is coming
they will never let us get away with this
the punks always do the kicking when they're in the street
and i never have to balls to question much
i feel old and out of touch
when i see the way things are
and how they ought nought to be
this story is told but never printed for fear or loathing
 or both Im not sure
its the way it is and the way that it shall be
for now













Tuesday, April 19, 2016

You know
I've waited for the Sun
This coast has the most
rain
It comes down in buckets
sheets sometimes
But I wouldn't want to be without it
The trees are so green because of it
It's true, what they say about vitamin D
The scarcity of it here
doesn't bode well for drivers
or exercisers
It's the wiser one who knows
the balance
the dance
the difference between right and wrong
the meaning of a song

Friday, April 15, 2016

Life in general

my art studio


I used to be a sage
of front pages
sitting in the Sun
reciting the exciting dismal news
nobody listened

I drove a piece of shit car
faster than I do now
I had places to go then
more than I do now
Now, it is just a job

Life, I mean
My alarm goes off every day
and I remind myself of the dreams
as I awake and shake the sleep
and run for my life






Humans of Erth


BACON TAPE







Shit was tough back then


Mom- valium Dad- whiskey Joey-explosive rage Sally- depression


Meow!




A picture is worth a thousand words


Seen any good movies lately?

Sunday, April 10, 2016

What it Takes


Found in the garden or in the heart
I knew right from the start
the heaviest things in life are real
and they aim to shame
unless you fight against the grey
Find the blue in the sky
and the games you love to play
the days
seem short
but within them are the longest equations
for the passion to be drawn out

keep looking

and you will keep finding

what it takes
to make it.

Saturday, April 9, 2016

The music has always been playing
no matter if I was crashing through the waves
or sitting silently on the ridge of a local peak
It has been the constant in my life
I have a memory of listening to 'King of Pain'
on my little radio that my great grandpa gave me
it was in Coquitlam, circa 1982

Or the first notes of Michael Jackson's 'Beat It' finding their way into
my room and my 9 year old heart and soul
I began to really love music when I was 10. It is a time that stands out
A time that seemed to be stamped with the songs and
the videos of the day
The invention of MTV and Muchmusic were pivotal

When I was 13, I somehow came across a copy of Pink Floyd
Dark Side of the Moon
which was recorded when I was in the womb
and was released the same year I was
I lay in my bed at night, in my room
in the dark
and let the story unfold
and no matter what
those alarm clocks going off always scared the shit out of me

And 14 brought Led Zeppelin
Which was the beginning of the end
really

Friday, April 1, 2016

Back to BC


Words never leave
enough space
for thinking
carry on they say
keep calm
fuck off
my fire amused you
you had some of your own
and not just for dancing
a kinks song came to me today
just came to me
from where?
the summer of the kinks
always a fond reminder
water towers and flowers
the first graffiti I did
I know it's the past
but I like it
Nobody lived it but us
and me
to say I was there is a privilege
you live on in my lyrics
and my art
the lost decade was fun
being lost with you
when you tried to bribe the police in Calgary
they weren't impressed
Nobody was
except me
we understood each other
2 days later we were in the back of a police car in lake Louise
We were friends with them before the lights were in the rear view
Next thing you know, you talked them into lights and sirens
and 130km/h down the highway
It wasn't like we were criminals
we were nice young men from nice, suburban roots
they knew
there was an understanding
you tried to get up in court with your crutches
the next day
I sat you down, got up and sincerely apologised
the judge didn't care
he had heard a thousand empty apologies
oh well, we paid $100 each and were on our way
back to BC

Group exhibition. Anvil Centre.


Tuesday, March 22, 2016

Saturday, March 12, 2016

Big in New West


Screen grabs



#FeelTheBern











That time I googled how to torrent... 

















In Shorkey we trust...

Copyright The Economist/Shutterstock
You left your mark
the lack of lakes and parks
is evident
the rent is high
round here
but it's falling
the nightly news
and twitter rants
keep us all
ill informed
and hell bent
a course of disaster
the tuition is tears
but there's a pub
in which to drown your fears
throwing craze on the way home
you dream of roaming freely again
it's your friends who have grown old
or is it you?
listening to talk radio
and yelling at the ether
and whoever will listen
nobody these days, it seems
Like TV without commercials
you wouldn't recognise it
and you would learn to despise it
and loathe it
like you did
school
where it all began.
And now it's the oil that decides
and takes us all for a ride
in the dark
with the headlights turned off

Tuesday, March 1, 2016























Left breathless and feeling restless
all the while, relentless
apprenticeship of pointless regressions 
A nation and a city tell the tale
the tickets are cheap but the price of fuel is astronomical
like the stars and cars
we are on fire
with our lipstick and low profile tires
reality TV sets the gold standard
at least it's something to talk about around the water cooler
at work
I do like a good beer and a good sunset though
And colours. 
Lots of colours 
I hate the fucking morning commute.