Saturday, November 28, 2009


being outside in
november with
moss in celebration as
the maples fall asleep
through snow and rain
bending frozen spruce
into gothic trusses
the ravens seem interested-
at least
they hang around making
rude comments

the main mast
is off the deck-
but where now?
a luxury
of other seasons
luckily the tractor
mentally prepared

Tuesday, November 24, 2009

bending time
to build
the sky cradle

Saturday, November 21, 2009

The Seawind is cradled
outside my studio window.
If winter could be post-poned,
painting her visage
may have pre-empted
building a shed.

Saturday, November 14, 2009

in the woods

being guided in
for a landing
taking back
the shop
from the
of some of
the other

Monday, November 9, 2009

maintenance is bliss

Open Stringers

Detachment is required
from the notions
that have proven
but seemed plausible
at the time.
Truth as we know it
called into question.
nothing as difficult as
changing one's mind-
let's just let's call it
sending time
on vacation.
and while the mind is
laying on some beach
the senses
and my boat
will have wheels
on wednesday, so
she may as well have
the stairs I built today
out side on a monday.
it was a good day
every thing worked
but i'v since decided
that the landing
can be pushed further
into the corner-
so it clears the window
i know it's only a
work shop, but
the work
is worth

Friday, November 6, 2009

in the divine silence of the image

Luckily, the boat is sinking....
Luckily it isn't even in the water.
The rain has been coming in through chain plates, hatches, ports etc.
for so long that it's rotting out the cabin sole from the bottom up.
Luckily, I had intended to build a wooden boat, so an interior was on the list.
Luckily, the interior is stock, uninspired and so neglected I won't have to agonize
over ripping things out.

Luckily, I cut some big butternut and ash trees down a number of years ago.
Luckily I have a wood working shop... around here somewhere,
with a couple of tons of wood upstairs.
Building stairs is first thing on the list.

Tuesday, November 3, 2009


the sun
an entirly different scene
from the face of the moon
rising in the east

(it must have been "7:33 pm" somewhere in computerland- B.C. perhaps)


there were heavily laden clouds
passing quickly
violet grey
to a pasage of blue,
then ice and rain
blowing through sunlight
to end this day

White Pines

there was something about the view
from the rocks through the white pines
high above the north shore of lake muskoka.
i'd been out in too much wind
in the sabot pram
the day before

42 x 48 inches, oil on canvas 2009

Sunday, November 1, 2009

the winds of october
have striped bare
the harbors

leaves settling
into their beds
for winter

a new view
from the decks
of "claire"

so we see the wind
and imagine

through swaying maples
a glimpse
of different shores

as full moon appears
antiques and other scraps
kindle the fire