It's been a long, wet, and frigid winter, making work difficult, but there has been small progress. In an interesting development, I worked for a day as an extra in a London-based movie that did some shooting in downtown Eureka (and somehow got skipped by the pay people, though that is supposedly being rectified). The title: "An Evening with Beverly Luff Linn." I've now retired from the competitive running circuit, going out as a winner, taking my age group title for 2016. I've now scheduled a couple of lunch gigs at the Senior Center, getting warmed up (I hope, if my frostbitten hands hold up) for the Spring & Summer Farmers' Market season. First of these lunch gigs is March 29 (Wed.) 10:45-11:45 AM, free, lunch available, very affordably.
ART: The solo exhibit of Oct. '16-Jan. '17 has come and gone, with one modest sale (a life drawing of "Ramsey") and some tradin' of my Haiku Art-lets, a new form, poetry hand-printed on watercolor shards. The rest of the exhibit is back on my own overcrowded walls. I have at last completed (and uploaded onto the Art Page of this website) my latest piece, "Two (?) to Tango," acrylic on canvas, 14" x 18" with frame. I'm beginning work at this writing on a commission, a portrait of Donna Scarlett's daughter Sadie, and in my spare time upgrading a number of older pieces. Please navigate to the Art Page to view what is new or now available.
BOTTLENECKS: basically, I have retired from the business. I still have a supply, but make few attempts to add to it, and have only been supplying the two local stores (Wildwood in Arcata, and Mantova's in Eureka) and the occasional retail customer, by request. The business is still for sale, with equipment and sales lists. Inquire via this website or just call (707)445-8242. The recycling centers are harder and harder to access, the best one (Arcata) being closed by corporate/political hostility after a years-long struggle.
POETRY is still at the center of what I am, what I do, and is at the heart of my music. I've now published 19 pieces in the local entertainment weekly, the North Coast Journal, circ. 21K, which publishes one poem per week. Here is the latest, "Heat":
HEAT (A WINTER FANTASY)
Satisfactions of silence, ricking
to and fro in changeless heat.
These are the dog days, but without dogs--
Smooth leaves shrivel and scallop,
enduring the brilliance beyond chlorophyll,
green more out of inertia than natural force.
I rock with the rhythms of breathing,
chestfuls of heat that will not wane,
even if nothing drives this body's furnace.
but something in the swaying calls up a glimmer,
the lips flicker, the eyes crinkle
with the child's playground sense of to and fro.
Yes, these are the last full-out baking
purges of the last Spring steams rising
like so many departing souls. But we're still here!
Flesh endures, though slowed to a crawl
While the mists gather in the upper reaches,
to re-condense, to return, to fall.
And here, as a Blog Bonus, is my latest, the long-awaited 4th poem in the Cowboy Haiku series:
COWBOY WANNABE HAIKU
I'd ride the prairie
if there were still a prairie
in moseyin' range.