CONCRETE POETRY

 

The following are examples of my concrete poetry, graphic illustration, paintings and general art. Over time I’ll be adding to this section, particularly in the field of concrete poetry. Eight pieces were featured in my two man exhibit with John Sharp in England, June 2017.

There are only so many thoughts
There are only so many thoughts

Each day is a challenge creatively to begin a new piece of art, be it a painting, digital or in this case my latest 2018 concrete poem, and time gets shorter as each day passes.

Help! Who’s listening!
Help! Who’s listening!

The war in Syria, the famine in Africa. Children with no future. A shout out at a world of indifference. Not a lot has changed in the 60 years I have inhabited this planet.

My words fall on deaf ears.
My words fall on deaf ears.

Political expediency when dealing with the problems of real issues.

crisis,awakeing,unravelling
crisis,awakeing,unravelling

The cycle of political driven change, a period of understanding, a period of decline in political caring. The cycle continues!

DEMOCRACY
DEMOCRACY

Under pressure…

The past isn’t informing our future
The past isn’t informing our future

A reflection of our uncertain political future.

Love TRUMPS hate
Love TRUMPS hate

Timely, when we see the poles of extremist versus sensible change eroded time after time. History keeps repeating.

Need Care Help triptych
Need Care Help triptych

Haven’t done a concrete poetry piece in a long time. Yet another reflection on watching, listening and acting on behalf of my 90 year old Mother.

dreams are broken memories
dreams are broken memories

Time moves on and dreams interrupt the flow!

There is a sound in silence
There is a sound in silence

We often see our shadow in front as we walk.

Gandi, Speak only…
Gandi, Speak only…

Needs no description eloquent and succinct, a man of great compassion and understanding of basic human needs and rights.

Lust for life
Lust for life

Bursting forward!

Move with the times
Move with the times

Which sometimes happily and others sadly we do.

Time waits for no one
Time waits for no one

Time fast runs away with us.

To listen is an art.
To listen is an art.

Born from the frustration of not always being understood. We all have this frustration and are equally guilty.

Breaking point
Breaking point

Central to our political climate, social interactivity and intolerance towards others.

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