Best of Toledo 2019

If you have not checked out all of this year’s winners, I encourage you to take a peek soon at the annual publication Best of Toledo in the City Paper. The Art and Performance Center of West Toledo, where I am having a solo exhibit through the month of March, is a winner again this year! Miriam Wagoner is doing some amazing over there work to enrich the arts community in northwest Ohio!

So, I’m sending out a big congratulations to Miriam and a big thank you to Toledo City Paper for including my press release in their Best of Toledo 2019 issue. It was great to be listed in the Art Notes section!

If you can’t find a copy near you here is an online copy of the publication.  A link to the entire publication from the article is copied at the bottom.

Toledo City Paper online publication.

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For Those Who Can Believe

Through history
There have been
Some that say
They can hear the planets move

For a moment
Gazing upon Saturn
In all his bold brilliance
Stark and outstanding
Amidst the winter’s darkness
… I thought I had too.

And I imagined the sound
Of the churning and grinding
of lead to be
reborn as gold
In the way the alchemist
Understand Saturn

Cronus will be overthrown
And Venus
shall emerge from the sea

She rises now
Out of the sea of darkness
Out of the long night
Of the passing year
With the delicate
Twinkling of small bells
And dainty icicles
For those who can
Sit and listen
For those who can
That all return to light and love.

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Upon White Wings

The morning climb
The sky broke…
Open, pierced with light
From the southern sky.

The northwest horizon
Billowed on
In rebellious plumes
of deep purple and grey
Swelling dark giants
unwilling to relent.

Caught in contrast,
In between​,
Was a most beautiful sea
of white gulls

So effortless
The ease by which
They rode the tumult
Of wind,
So agile
And weightless
Against the heavy sky,
That they
could be mistaken
As small pieces
Of loose paper
and free.

And then I knew
For truth
That secretly written
Upon their
Sun-bathed forms
Were the hopes
And prayers
Of many,
Onward and ever
delicately carried
white wings.

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