Four years ago, ghosts began appearing in John’s poems. Tromping through a Houston house of jazz. Inhabiting a deserted New Mexico homestead. In the person of a promiscuous eighty-year-old Bowery tenement super. The Fantods.
Inanimate objects were taking on life in my paintings. Bones. Gloves. Chairs. Sharp things.
We decided to embark on a loosely defined, multiple art form project, Apparitions at an Exhibition, to explore the phenomena. Continue reading “Apparitions – new art & poetry book”