Welcome to Moose Monday Photographer unknown The photo is of the European moose

Orban is Stephen Harpers buddy. Makes one think. tvpworld.com/89121834/hun...

The last few months, I've been working on some illustrations and album covers for my dear friend, Adam Solomon. adamsolomon.bandcamp.com/album/haye-w...

WHAT IS LEFT after house, castle, king, emperor, pope— Return to go. And there they remain to this very day sitting on the little porch of their hut.

Père Ubu after the crown: bumbling, gluttonous, ignoble. / \ | toothpick? a work of art? « La pataphysique est la science des solutions imaginaires. »

A Poem’s Extraction Protocol

There's a snake lurking in the grass. Virgil

𝙁𝙤𝙜𝙜𝙮 𝙙𝙖𝙮 𝙞𝙣 #chicago #blueskyarchitecture .

BLOOM unstoppable characters too small to vanish

Pixelated Take-up: The amount the threads shorten in length due to their undulating path through my material.

Screen Saviour Yes, I was about to give up, ‘til the epiphany, the glitch, arrested mid-gesture— minimal circles of steel blue appeared, a sudden apparition. A machine’s misstep preserved as conception— and accidental execution.

wings, flux quanta flux quanta flux— endless recurrence

Neon Initiation (synthetic altar)

Trace Bloc: An Evanesce Tablet

PARA-MATERIALISM ETCHINGS in corrosion, the figure—   ground     dissolving thinned to a film. what remains is part frequency, part resonant trace, ghost-script of never-quite redrawn

The thin film of not-quite-anyone, caught between presence and blur. Para-Materialism

Frieren: Beyond Journey's End. Anime of the year imo ☺️ If you havn't watched it yet, do it. I promise. You won't regret it.

The Tarnishing a stillrecognizabletechnician’smetal point Vanishing a study in ways of leavingnothing behind space  and  touch look what it’s done so far

The Invisibles

“If a poem is picturing space, it must itinerant— past its own frame.”

ePills future in capsule form— [corruption detected on arrival] #forensicPoetry #glitch

Patriot Orban lives as King of Hungary paid by us Europeans

Spaciousness with breathing room my uncertainty dissolves #glitchPoem

We Were Never Meant to Be Legible past the thresholds  of the machine, our survival:  an unindexed   rarity   rarity    rarely     replays #GlitchPoetry #forensicPoetics

a still motion will fight for its life even silence has frame rates #glitchpoetry #poemfilm

garden augurs a poem returns  to the dark yearns,   the green shade—      ‘darker       darker still!’ made never, real  the last demand       hark        the flowers         mewling

Portrait of Berta I reprocess memory as heat, error, and survival.

RIP Ozzy

this poem won’t age      but what if you remember         their shape           not the line?

As bandleader, Osbourne discovered a new side of himself — an entertainer whose sharp wit and lust for partying was just as outsized as his music — and let it overcome him. He could preside over a séance and a kegger with equal panache.

R.I.P. Prince of Darkness. I hope you find peace.

Infill Voice Coded

#cat #brooch #beading #upcycle #repurpose #siamese.cat

Thanks for @abunchofguide to include my art!

grass fed vessels heirloom seeds—waiting to believe in rain #dailyhaikuprompt #haiku

Pastoral Placebo Refusal to Sedate or Fix c. 2025 Digital pigment print on archival illusion Edition 1 of none

Cauchy Surface a hypothetical traveler locates the centre of a poem

The Red River #winnipeg #poetry

Swan Lake First Nation Pow Wow What a beautiful celebration <3