tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16211279308551306902023-11-16T11:04:28.480-08:00Keith GordonKeith Gordonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10539677834675578178noreply@blogger.comBlogger48125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621127930855130690.post-20632787284161007112010-03-28T22:10:00.001-07:002010-03-28T22:33:26.009-07:00Book Things<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/twiggyboyer/">Twiggy Boyer</a> and I have been working non-stop on a book of collages. It's a lot of fun. Plus it gives me a little more freedom than Alain Corbel's class does. We share equal efforts in every collage. 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margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpx0SgnXav66eJWd0pPc9XbOEXuwr9aOoexZ5wQfv-E5-YL0k9_bISsihNwZXfCWgIQLFcMrg_1ESQrC3-gkYIzBj6vmhDRmCWjhCG93xZNp6RXif6HxIeM5Ww7NDT22nQoCjyy2QPNWlf/s320/bat_jesus.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453921127804260370" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg88e35O0YXLYH90tddAH8vUqeGWqk86ZcY18VVaj0GaemsuPR2hHlRtenQMVhEChdq5owTN5qLBzegSXGSg1XXW1r3TKs2Pl0NzKKXVsE2PVHAOOwk1M5tuhYQ-wn5i9AuhzgkhkikXvfs/s1600/odd_couple.jpeg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg88e35O0YXLYH90tddAH8vUqeGWqk86ZcY18VVaj0GaemsuPR2hHlRtenQMVhEChdq5owTN5qLBzegSXGSg1XXW1r3TKs2Pl0NzKKXVsE2PVHAOOwk1M5tuhYQ-wn5i9AuhzgkhkikXvfs/s320/odd_couple.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453919347232698434" border="0" /></a>Keith Gordonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10539677834675578178noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621127930855130690.post-16306354578133727642010-03-11T14:21:00.000-08:002010-03-11T14:32:24.522-08:00Collage<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2guA8f1ZaSkWJ3Yf75vwHrUdrCQ8-uMPQY41DjCViLe3e5hWFm8e4zW5jD0fqwA5gJaqzGNNs7prmOf4Fvgu0We_0kL-nHhyfhRz7LqJ9oCAbZJ-_YK54aX9Z2tPYF94X9Cji43B8ChJ0/s1600-h/tiger.jpg"><br /> </a> <div style="text-align: center;">Here are some things from my Collage class with Alain Corbel. He's an awesome guy but he doesn't seem to enjoy my work haha. Then I told him I was a photo major and then he understood. Anyways, here is a tiger, a kid chasing a huge balloon, a man with a tie, a ship and a tidal wave, a kid stealing a hot pie, and an old man with a bad back.<br /><br /><br /></div> </div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2guA8f1ZaSkWJ3Yf75vwHrUdrCQ8-uMPQY41DjCViLe3e5hWFm8e4zW5jD0fqwA5gJaqzGNNs7prmOf4Fvgu0We_0kL-nHhyfhRz7LqJ9oCAbZJ-_YK54aX9Z2tPYF94X9Cji43B8ChJ0/s1600-h/tiger.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 208px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2guA8f1ZaSkWJ3Yf75vwHrUdrCQ8-uMPQY41DjCViLe3e5hWFm8e4zW5jD0fqwA5gJaqzGNNs7prmOf4Fvgu0We_0kL-nHhyfhRz7LqJ9oCAbZJ-_YK54aX9Z2tPYF94X9Cji43B8ChJ0/s320/tiger.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447506186772317554" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMICYW0t_3wkO-m4Gbq66heBaCm1gAfPiiQH3ahdPhwrWJFH6CXtHLWgoN8PdYO_cwtZdXqoDnsInPhwSkNpvjHYlJM9D3ntbMDaeqtCdoAHci1ANUH8HbcKz1BH_e5_NpuepOSWZsSgjY/s1600-h/balloon.jpeg"><img style="display: block; 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margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 184px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6JM63QfLY4wHWYiyDbISrY47j33umi1cctX0eLdEi56ptCfppZ-ng-OwPg5ap9p3JRRHW09vhkGEM1-5SFS6QWwy6vYJxjWm9l-LitmUngY8isbV_6-EZdFG_tW9v0qwxQ395yBMEAy8r/s320/old_man.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447505562388891394" border="0" /></a>Keith Gordonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10539677834675578178noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621127930855130690.post-40188917693146780752010-03-03T15:52:00.000-08:002010-03-03T15:54:40.634-08:00I'm in this show and you should see it<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijCAfACNAWAz5Ka2YGRHFMq-Pdrog85A3ZUZToiqF-_YyYhffEPqNFynoR6TceT-OaMV4Ku6jdLZdzvbyDs0Y_vwK1S2jcVMjYslZlX2Bc_EhsGo899zD4MCsuU6aQf7CD9oCcEMrjeLVw/s1600-h/adventure_exploration.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijCAfACNAWAz5Ka2YGRHFMq-Pdrog85A3ZUZToiqF-_YyYhffEPqNFynoR6TceT-OaMV4Ku6jdLZdzvbyDs0Y_vwK1S2jcVMjYslZlX2Bc_EhsGo899zD4MCsuU6aQf7CD9oCcEMrjeLVw/s320/adventure_exploration.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444560190793038146" border="0" /></a>Keith Gordonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10539677834675578178noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621127930855130690.post-45399057447828951772010-02-01T17:29:00.001-08:002010-02-01T17:32:28.966-08:00"Wait...Don't Stop"<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm2hqf0BmBQbZ5d0A8eBRm0m5FKMv8jBz4aiBmV-caGm_Y2OEYwSHEmdH6zNT6tDzQik2Er-In76NuQBYTyPHAB-WwbX7-fAfvenju3jZzzSX8diTxHzTqdy202nMm1TWEO6cehkkWs_tD/s1600-h/tease.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: left; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm2hqf0BmBQbZ5d0A8eBRm0m5FKMv8jBz4aiBmV-caGm_Y2OEYwSHEmdH6zNT6tDzQik2Er-In76NuQBYTyPHAB-WwbX7-fAfvenju3jZzzSX8diTxHzTqdy202nMm1TWEO6cehkkWs_tD/s320/tease.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433452213278854738" border="0" /></a><br /> <br /><div style="text-align: center;"> Collage<br /> 5x8</div>Keith Gordonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10539677834675578178noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621127930855130690.post-73265471029420554402010-01-30T23:48:00.000-08:002010-01-30T23:51:23.940-08:00Packing 2009 in a Box<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoI7xfWazqonKGLVE3oqzGhXbe9gXND2XiIPcV4ig89zjYqjbvHuL5EovDqGz1LqdqKUyy8RgZfSJXJIBckxHaIa0NE2DstRh19Z3whh5X0DeLFJIxNSMTbTvH0qv3wXfBXe0AedPJ1SV-/s1600-h/04_15.jpg"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbvKp7YBdZR53OFLYy2YSFyYvrcK40fMEESQaFoDoHpFfYgg7NJ70I95oCGzispUhcrj1Zi4CTMuwVcbg_i8-G54gr6mvHFBN9Y9cy-3OmnAJQn8molklPLtmvYypcU0oH90bmtQhaJn9M/s320/DSC_0662_2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432808317403298946" /></a>Keith Gordonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10539677834675578178noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621127930855130690.post-83597168387237642492010-01-21T13:00:00.000-08:002010-01-21T13:00:54.614-08:00Eminem, Braces and a dark film<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyj413EYlttz_6hAnijak6PI3FRjzwCVXbm1mTLXIFa9TAHr6_iJu4Y8ASxKKS0n57PJ6r_pWNYlGU5StMs9Q' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>Keith Gordonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10539677834675578178noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621127930855130690.post-80078245639678010202010-01-19T19:27:00.001-08:002010-01-19T20:42:14.520-08:00Final Page of the Brown Book (No Title Yet)I watched as she eventually exhausted herself, her pace slowed to sunken stroll, relentless weave down dank, dirty streets<div>We're going to stay here for now she told me, grasping my waist with the tightest clench</div><div>We'll be safe amongst the vermin, trash and phantoms of homeless men past<br /><br />That's all a dream now</div><div>Yes, if the last grasps for the cold air held any significance-<i>they had to-</i>she was returning to the crag where she began, most would call full circle</div><div>It is impossible to be anything but which you were born and bred</div><div><br /></div><div>Everything thought about me was all wrong<br />And I can no longer control my instinct to see-saw in the farthest corners of your head</div><div><br /></div>Keith Gordonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10539677834675578178noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621127930855130690.post-53989621941951283892010-01-18T21:55:00.000-08:002010-01-18T22:01:09.646-08:00Drawing Game cont.,Did it make your heart race faster still?<div>And is it all so undemanding</div><div>now that it unravels at your feet, down the long expanse of time yet to come?</div><div><br /></div><div>Well, no, I suppose not</div><div><br /></div><div>I suppose it meant little to you</div><div>as these things go</div><div>I suppose it was just an inaudible pass</div><div>of fluids between beings<br />She admits it now</div><div>I was charmed by your advances</div><div><br /></div><div>And isn't it just wild how the burden of supposition in a crowded room holds no weight?</div><div>How it thrives in the unsettled gusts that surround you</div><div>passing through the clamoring mouths while you fall, again, silent and still</div><div><br /></div>Keith Gordonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10539677834675578178noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621127930855130690.post-85840601591349672522010-01-15T16:22:00.000-08:002010-01-15T17:20:30.914-08:00Two SeedI've been missing<div>And I suppose you can call it living<br />Who's to say?<br />Shit, you could say things are just fine, and I'm just fine and when I'm gone, my bones and skin will turn, again, to dirt and the earth will continue to spin on its axis</div><div>Everything is so simple. See?</div><div>I remember the manner in which she clenched her teeth</div><div>My lip lodged somewhere in between<br />And I pressed her spine parallel to the wall</div><div>and went after her, I was a lion</div><div>She would taste my lust</div><div>the way I regurgitated it outside two houses prior</div><div>"Call me"</div><div>She'd say and I wouldn't<br />Even though I would want to<br />I went there because I could, because I wanted to be lost<br />but in a physical sense, not the way I'd always known myself to feel, inside me</div><div><br /></div><div>And the following moment?<br />how to condense it?</div><div>I was discovered<br />The headlights blinding my animal eyes<br />What was I to say?</div><div>My synapses never connected<br />and in an instant, in a moment I would not remember, all that I had worked to protect was away from me</div><div>Oh, no</div><div>Oh well</div><div><br /></div><div>There is a story here that has yet to spawn</div><div>and I suppose when it does, it'll be as insufficient and fleeting</div><div>I guess <i>loneliness </i>is too far gone, <i>repentance </i>too insufficient</div><div><br /></div><div>There is something to be said about trauma or the lack thereof<br />Sometimes it is a thing to laugh about, with solace, in the security of aftermath<br />Comfort in stability<br /><br /></div>Keith Gordonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10539677834675578178noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621127930855130690.post-62002644006191712602009-10-21T14:22:00.000-07:002009-10-21T14:25:36.627-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhViZX-Yp4bJJElDgF86Px9wGPDR8Jjyd0q-neFRQTP_jOrd4FiGvoG2C33etjnA5RqXfqfwwhobmBCoXS0SaNTxVrw0i1-56nR-nZ_nf_Vhi9XehSFuDzifUx2grJMYj2HpTVxl7SLw_Kn/s1600-h/03_14.jpg"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcYbMoEUTeIgmGiWhhSYlbnlHcKUtFYbmJ1pDwwIHZhmlpRIJNfWar27dy11zACTtSpLaUtKoZY9L30jLRzD8DLYj56pjUdYzE_yZIoiB8MaBUzrWi54jVr7xjUhGZVq10HVx2WiOPPZhz/s320/kill_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362141569512016610" /></a>Keith Gordonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10539677834675578178noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621127930855130690.post-4270626117304014162009-07-16T13:38:00.000-07:002009-07-16T15:18:34.236-07:00Brown Book Prose #10We made our way to a shabby, aged trailer<div>Deep in the wildernesses of Nowhere, Virginia</div><div>Speed limit 10 in Glens</div><div>20 on Main Roads</div><div>The waters were docile and the green from the trees above</div><div>Looked like algae on the water's surface</div><div>I couldn't seem to focus on anything but the gravel in my canvas shoes</div><div>And she told me there was no time like the present</div><div><br /></div><div>Well how shall I know she's present?</div><div><br /></div><div>And we made love so that everyone could see</div><div>I realize, now, that we were everyone</div><div>We were fighting for our lives because who knows how long we'll feel this young, right?</div><div>She scribbled something sloppily in Spanish she probably thought I'd neither see nor comprehend</div><div>I told her about my infatuation with this American wilderness</div><div>But she didn't believe me</div><div>And I sang her that Outfield cover</div><div>And she didn't believe that either</div><div><br /></div><div>I can recall my voice</div><div>While checking the time like late December in Manhattan</div><div><br /></div><div>What happens now?</div><div><br /></div><div>What does that mean?</div><div><br /></div><div>I think it means, er...</div><div>Is this en route to inevitable destruction?</div><div><br /></div><div>God, you worry so much</div><div>We can always continue from this ellipsis</div><div><br /></div><div>It has always been a habit of mine</div><div>To acknowledge every cloudings potential to metamorphose into a downpour</div><div>And I arose to a desolate space</div><div>Devoid of all affection</div><div>And I realized the seeds I had planted had taken root</div><div>Fair to say, packing my umbrella was a worthwhile decision</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Keith Gordonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10539677834675578178noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621127930855130690.post-23771650616358955052009-06-19T16:21:00.000-07:002009-06-19T16:28:31.112-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl8Fbc9bUa5KNZroZWznQcEwT-0vx8dcOJbnhhXeH4Zohe9FkYvjreBbazkPlDdC7FA_T811Io0Qc3Q3FX_O2EbdN6IJCJ4LMFOcxsdgmLveqN5BcX_xU5dVJYkL7PpTj90P2lBHM4i2iQ/s1600-h/DSC_0459.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl8Fbc9bUa5KNZroZWznQcEwT-0vx8dcOJbnhhXeH4Zohe9FkYvjreBbazkPlDdC7FA_T811Io0Qc3Q3FX_O2EbdN6IJCJ4LMFOcxsdgmLveqN5BcX_xU5dVJYkL7PpTj90P2lBHM4i2iQ/s320/DSC_0459.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349183030243436434" /></a>Keith Gordonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10539677834675578178noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621127930855130690.post-66815370663252308622009-06-13T11:07:00.000-07:002009-06-13T11:36:41.115-07:00Eight Mile/Seven Hour PoemDespite my body's plea for change, I ignore the routine of an early morning trot.<div>I am fully aware of the dangers of subjective judgement </div><div>Here in this oddly misplaced age of neatly tied neck ties and symmetrically laced shoe strings,</div><div>But this God-given free will continues to have it's way.</div><div><br /></div><div>I am greeted by the mid-afternoon breeze </div><div>And the stench of rotting berries from a tree I've been trying to identify without much success</div><div>Even with the assistance of my literature on the flora and fauna of North America</div><div>I have the tendency to do nothing on days like this</div><div>You know, sluggish, warm, Do-Nothing days</div><div>But I will make most of this one as this hazy atmosphere is usually unappealing to me</div><div>But has grown resplendent in mine eye</div><div><br /></div><div>The body is a machine, a mechanism He created with such delicacy</div><div>All the pieces packed compactly within a shell</div><div>Yes, a machine and machines operate on fuel</div><div>Peanut Butter on toast</div><div><br /></div><div>Great, now we can begin</div><div>Public transportation is such a drag and I barely have enough room </div><div>Between two large, odd regulars to think about the unutterable history</div><div>Between the number three line and myself</div><div><br /></div><div>Three stops, two stops, my stop</div><div>Oh shit! MY stop!</div><div><br /></div><div>Minding one's business is a philosophy taught to every youth</div><div>In every school yard across America</div><div>But I knew this girl from Anatomy & Physiology</div><div>God, how I dreaded that class</div><div>In all truth, I find it completely farcical that I often end up</div><div>At the hindquarters of every dying discourse</div><div>But I assume it's because I'm always conscripting tiny banks of audacity or intestinal fortitude </div><div>For efforts to make my words engaging.</div><div><br /></div><div>We discuss old passions and what became of whom</div><div>I am surprised by a sudden selfishness as she informs me of those doing worse than myself</div><div>It makes me feel better about the fact that I am not as ambitious as I feel I should be</div><div>Again, selfishness</div><div>Tales of aborted love affairs and irresponsible thinking</div><div><br /></div><div>Bidding farewell, I am late and there is a first time for everything</div><div>Breathless from choking down cigarettes, I climb the stairs</div><div>Today was a day for damning my existence, evaluating silent romances</div><div>And practicing brisk pragmatism</div>Keith Gordonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10539677834675578178noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621127930855130690.post-48475488425762786902009-06-12T16:06:00.000-07:002009-06-12T16:14:43.800-07:00Lists for LiarsTo Do Everyday:<div><br /></div><div><ol><li>read a poem</li><li>write a poem<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span></li><li>listen to a good song</li><li>eat good food</li><li>make something to be proud of</li><li>express humble gratitude</li><li>drink good tea</li><li>touch the earth </li><li>watch the sky</li><li>let go of inhibitions</li><li>eat fruit (for the body)</li></ol></div>Keith Gordonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10539677834675578178noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621127930855130690.post-85664824571314869982009-05-31T20:32:00.000-07:002009-05-31T20:34:45.321-07:00I am an avid collector of good cover songs and I have built quite a playlist of them. If anyone who bothers to read this stumbles across a good cover song, please be kind and send them my way<div><br /></div><div>Thnks Bunches,</div><div>Keith</div>Keith Gordonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10539677834675578178noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621127930855130690.post-10715958674409959712009-05-28T14:51:00.000-07:002009-05-28T14:58:14.066-07:00Drawing Final: Spring 09<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrNZjOe9HzTachBce9DNNhvKBSVbbuiJmSLeBVXfsk_9wysQohTa9v0qenVDMSkNP4Uej3LqIW5VBddkTmif70UTYAXdzPeeDtkdP4Zuxzm0ePRsOYngffR-eqCfhbytJDoWtoFxrJzPfC/s1600-h/DSC_0636.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrNZjOe9HzTachBce9DNNhvKBSVbbuiJmSLeBVXfsk_9wysQohTa9v0qenVDMSkNP4Uej3LqIW5VBddkTmif70UTYAXdzPeeDtkdP4Zuxzm0ePRsOYngffR-eqCfhbytJDoWtoFxrJzPfC/s320/DSC_0636.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340996550992466546" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwawCN5MXtoHrHQfC7C_7AMgzVP3G3GAcp16hRny8Umy13wHLO16_HSWS2oSgaSc44NyC7OrrLh3IiJ8GuR5OOFTZxMOP8GhdJFMz2kpluS3waOAJDJNUukyIhXcSojFONpZD9x3OuJo80/s1600-h/DSC_0635.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwawCN5MXtoHrHQfC7C_7AMgzVP3G3GAcp16hRny8Umy13wHLO16_HSWS2oSgaSc44NyC7OrrLh3IiJ8GuR5OOFTZxMOP8GhdJFMz2kpluS3waOAJDJNUukyIhXcSojFONpZD9x3OuJo80/s320/DSC_0635.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340996546150136594" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> Portrait on nine sheets of about 12x12 paper and one 15x20</div><div style="text-align: center;">Sorry about crappy wall, but I was in a rush</div><div style="text-align: center;">Johnny Cash</div><div style="text-align: center;">Assignment was to find an image and draw it in a grid. One piece should be larger than the rest.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Close up on largest piece.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Keith Gordonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10539677834675578178noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621127930855130690.post-45975084731157865342009-05-20T23:07:00.000-07:002009-05-20T23:56:40.732-07:00Summer Summer, Oh BummerTonight, <div>Yes, this very night</div><div>A overwhelming wave of melancholy crashed against my fragile frame</div><div>And I believe I stood with open arms</div><div>Welcoming the tidal wave of crushing emotions</div><div>I divulge in literature and writing to occupy my mind but</div><div>I have developed a longing for a girl</div><div>Who fascinates me more than any other</div><div>Yet, who I feel like I only know by the narrowest of margins</div><div>Again, typical me</div><div>So, the expanse of music collection mirrors my emotions</div><div>Throwing at me the sappiest of songs I sometimes forget could bring me to tears</div><div>Blah Blah Blah</div><div>Oh, and here is my favorite bit</div><div>It is completely impossible to know if my feelings of almost deep infatuation are felt in return by said young woman</div><div>I guess it isn't the improbable cause of my lack of inspiration, huh?</div><div><br /></div><div>Oh, and Venn Diagrams!</div><div>Lately, these devices of comparison have made frequent appearances in my sketchbook</div><div>They seem natural</div><div>Organic, if you will</div><div>Great, another sad sad song</div><div>Only in the summer do I feel this way</div>Keith Gordonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10539677834675578178noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621127930855130690.post-24737941787433401042009-05-12T00:04:00.002-07:002009-05-12T00:14:42.651-07:00Seventy-Six Days PlusGod, these hunger pangs<div>No socks</div><div>No shirt</div><div>Solitary light seeping from the refrigerator</div><div>Boylan Bottleworks Black Cherry</div><div>Inaudible breathing in the upper levels of the edifice</div><div>I hate writing like this</div><div>Narratively</div><div>Descriptively</div><div><br /></div><div>A lone tear fell when my eyes fell upon this house</div><div>I said to myself</div><div>"Here...again?"</div><div>These people do not know me</div><div>As much as they believe they do</div><div>And I lack the adroitness to tell them as such</div><div>And no longer do I find comfort in my old allies</div><div>We share no common ground</div><div>"Yo, you hear that new Gucci?"</div><div>"No, but lately my migraines have grown past the level of incapacitating"</div><div>"So...you wanna hear that Gucci or what?"</div><div>I guess one could say I've been dreaming of freedom again.</div><div><br /></div>Keith Gordonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10539677834675578178noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621127930855130690.post-80608111270955193032009-05-03T17:18:00.000-07:002009-05-03T17:36:53.128-07:00C2-106C<div>I came to, ears still ringing from the night before</div><div>Rolling out of a bed that is not my own</div><div>I grab my dirty shoes and worn flannel shirt</div><div>Stumbling torpidly toward the front door in a semi-hypnotic state of subconsciousness</div><div>I am deathly silent</div><div>I am inches away from the exit</div><div>Inches away from disappearing without making a sound</div><div>A sudden movement in my peripheral vision</div><div>"You're leaving."</div><div>"Yeah, I'm going to do work"</div><div>I am given looks of uncertainty and despondency</div><div>"Okay...well I'll see you at some point"</div><div><br /></div><div>Is it wrong, when one knows his heart is elsewhere, to try to give affection to another?</div><div>Specifically</div><div>In that very room</div><div>Tucked in a blanket</div><div>Uncomfortable with the adjacent situation</div><div>I find it hardly fathomable that the mind and heart</div><div>can ever concur</div><div>They are of opposite poles</div>Keith Gordonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10539677834675578178noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621127930855130690.post-88134799375866111822009-05-03T13:50:00.000-07:002009-05-03T13:54:42.995-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSrCwtW0fMDRia01nT8_M1ItCA_HvI5lfMCIFDLoZ9f76ov3LCpSGWHi8rmLQZOQXgbEz1PiQACXJ_GRHn43jcPRYg47Z3jB_i3XJKv7QV2ctMdENaBiP_6F64dsi6Yth1_7jJm9fGqOxq/s1600-h/stereowdw53.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSrCwtW0fMDRia01nT8_M1ItCA_HvI5lfMCIFDLoZ9f76ov3LCpSGWHi8rmLQZOQXgbEz1PiQACXJ_GRHn43jcPRYg47Z3jB_i3XJKv7QV2ctMdENaBiP_6F64dsi6Yth1_7jJm9fGqOxq/s320/stereowdw53.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331703739058774546" /></a>Keith Gordonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10539677834675578178noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621127930855130690.post-80902927451989006842009-04-29T16:31:00.000-07:002009-04-29T16:44:52.738-07:00Data TransfersExhausted.<div>Feet blistered from a day of extensive walking</div><div>I lay my heavy head against the cold glass</div><div>and drown out the drones of conversations around me</div><div>Somewhere around Dover</div><div>she lay her head on my shoulder</div><div>Could I have been dreaming?</div><div>No way to be sure </div><div>The brain does peculiar things when it lacks what it needs</div><div>I lean into the window </div><div>in efforts to create a comfort zone for her</div><div>(or the apparition of her)</div><div>My neck</div><div>It hurts</div><div>From hours of being still</div><div>She shifts...closer</div><div>And she is warm</div><div>And this song is a cover</div><div>And this gum is stale</div><div>A few more miles to Baltimore</div>Keith Gordonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10539677834675578178noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621127930855130690.post-90811649665497857112009-04-22T18:38:00.000-07:002009-04-22T18:42:55.019-07:00Flickr Flickr Quicker<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8vcNTRnjaTKXwFhTGi7zz4ECczUeTVOlRbT_WHV7WOlPugj9VXiI6doMf2GUWMNVRRKFASX1yHOuNibY_ilMpj11ote_YV3ZCLz4s58tGBQEIYe4bu7TyC-FuhxupbbaWUVO_p48fOA1r/s1600-h/first+try+%3D).jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 223px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8vcNTRnjaTKXwFhTGi7zz4ECczUeTVOlRbT_WHV7WOlPugj9VXiI6doMf2GUWMNVRRKFASX1yHOuNibY_ilMpj11ote_YV3ZCLz4s58tGBQEIYe4bu7TyC-FuhxupbbaWUVO_p48fOA1r/s320/first+try+%3D).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327695791410460482" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">I have not finished scanning these but they're coming.</div>Keith Gordonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10539677834675578178noreply@blogger.com0