Archive for March, 2019

the clone trees

ah yes!  i thank you for writing and yes:  there is a chance to hear a reading of poems from the “Found Poetry” project!  i was thinking about you yesterday, had me a minute and so opened up Book 2 at any old random page and up came:  The Clone Trees.  and so here is my reading of, just for you!

as per requested, i read a bunch of others and will post those to my youtube very soon.  i’m thinking we’ll just post them individually as no one on this youtube EARTH is going to sit through 25 minutes!

as for Book 2, started way back on December 20, 2018, we have just 70 pages to go!

Found Poetry:

you had me at good bye…

winter in the city of course, is what i’m going on about!


last big brew ha ha in Ottawa, night of March 13, down along Blake Blvd.  it was mild yes!  and we all knew this was the last of it!  but gosh darn when you’re in the city and this is going on it isn’t so much the weather but it’s the folks who live here full time…  back home you get something like this and there is nothing to do but crack open a really tasty red, stoke the blaze, and enjoy the show.


March 13, town of Vanier, Ottawa:  even the hookers were hiding out somewheres else on this one!  anyway.  like i said, in the city, with winter, you had me at adios.


wearing and tearing:  March 24th, downtown Ottawa, riding the number 12 on a Sunday afternoon, humming “No Particular Place to Go”.  a lot of that going on down there at the Rideau Centre Mall…


pages 70/71 in book two:  Found Poetry.  that grand and beauty art and writing, journalling and fun with games idea runs its course fast when the story in that hard cover novel purchased for 4 bucks over at the Sally, starts going south.  we started book two with the troops way back before xmas and here we are staring April in the mug with 70 more pages to go!  (its turning out to be quite a story telling journal alright…  (which is scary!))


art making stations ready to rumble:  waiting on the kids to arrive, March Break madness camp, day 3.  she was an all hands on deck experience out there, west of the good city.  i love doing these art making gigs with the kids!


twinravens dreaming about spring, acrylic on canvas board, 5×7 inches, March 019.  ah yes how i would love to be there and see it for myself: the open range opening up to a new season.


we are NOT far away!  i can jump into that getaway, pull onto highway 17 west and be there in a short 8 hours!  of course i always drive it at night (hoping to be not shaking hands with a moose along the way!) and i love to pull over, in the deep dark woods between Deep River and Mattawa where at 3 a.m. you can really see the super stars of the Milky Way, hear the loons and oh my goodness what a beautiful thing it is to be out there in the wilds at that hour, knowing full well your toes are going to be in the Manitou River on the very same day.


home sweet home is a paradise on earth!  we’ll go back there together some day, or i mean some night, this summer!  we’ll go down to the medicine river and sleep on the stones during the afternoons…


we can work on those “special” tan lines…  (ha!)  and talk about art and art history and some of the sights and sounds from along the way.  maybe even put the art bridge to some good use while we are there.  and at night with no light pollution or noise pollution we can walk the lawns, what a dream that would be!


a summer evening on the Range: reminds me of those beauty days back in the town of Mindemoya, Manitoulin Island, back home with the folks, way back in 1975!  ah yes we have been blessed!

at Wonderland

Jazzy Moon sailing at Wonderland, on the Crazy River!

we got sweet Jazzy Moon home safe and sound!  she’s been to Paris, France and places in Spain.  what a grand adventure that must have been.  this old boy sure was happy to see her come walking back through that door!


the clock is ticking…

at any rate:  we march forward!  marching into spring time!  and i will enjoy the march as i have places to go!  (psst!!!  i’m brewing up a brand new idea for the paints and brushes, surely to cause a fuss, if i can manage it into what i’m imagining!)(and!!!  my novel is at the printers being formatted as i write!  i hope to see that in my wild hands sometime very soon!)  so lets keep with the marching.


a Walk Around the Block


Deer Clan sketch, 7×9 inches, acrylic on canvas board, February 019.  Folks we are getting close to saying good bye to Stevensons Brand acrylic paint…


Black Cat and a Raven, sketch, 9×12 inches, acrylic on canvas board, February 019.  Based on a true story too!  Back on the range, one autumn afternoon many moons ago, good old “Whitey”, the cat with blue eyes, climbed a very tall tree out by the waterfalls and yup:  along came a few crows.  I switched out the crows for a raven.


I thought she was holding out on me.  Turns out…  what I thought was a roll of 20 dollar bills, ready for our trip to the downtown yesterday, was nothing more than dog poop bags…


Nice work!  At the “How to Breathe Forever” show, Onsite Gallery, 199 Richmond St. W., Toronto.  “Onsite Gallery offers powerful, thought-provoking exhibitions of art, design and new media to stimulate conversations on critical issues facing Toronto and the world.”  (Corporate pitch just inside the door)

Also just inside the door:  “OCAD University acknowledges the ancestral and traditional territories of the Mississaugas of the New Credit, the Haudensaunee, the Anishinaabe and the Huron Wendat, who are the original owners and custodians of the land on which we stand and create.”

I got to thinking: folks around here (Toronto) have better luck seeing an Indian on the skids, half snapped on Boone’s Farm, up there on University and Queen, than a live beaver, which of course is on a useless nickel.

As for the artwork, speaking of beaver, it was created by an artist from Waskaganish!  I didn’t see the details on the cards but I’m guessing they are a student at OCA.  Nice work, beadwork too.  I wonder how they’re liking the big leagues of downtown, a far stretch away from the mighty woods just east of the James Bay.


Ink, colouring pencil on super duper high end paper, unknown North Country artist, Onsite Gallery.  The show runs to April 14th so you still have time!


A genuine fake Norval Morrisseau, front window, unknown gallery just east of Onsite Gallery, Richmond St., Toronto.

They’ve got the scam artists front and centre in this swank place!  You can bet two Indian Head nickels that a fella like me, actual and authentic, and an active artist, couldn’t get through the front door with his work, into this joint.  You can also bet two more of those nickels that the folks in here don’t sport the same pitch as the OCA guys when it comes to the “acknowledges the ancestral and traditional territories of…” bit.  As in: if I were to walk in there and question said phoney in the picture above, how long before they’d be dialling up security to “escort this ‘gentleman’ to the door…”?


“Indian Residential School Blues”, 36×48 inches, acrylic on canvas, by Anishnabe artist Mark Seabrook.  (alive and active, authentic too!)  Here at we aim to cause a fuss.


Acrylic on Canvas board, 9×12 inches

Ah yes…  a twinravens landscape, going back to the mighty ranges just west of the town of Tehkummah, Ontario, Canada.  (We also aim to go above and beyond the woodlands!)

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Mark Seabrook, outside J.E.H. MacDonald’s house, Thornhill, Ontario, Canada, last spring, before the Scotland gig.  I knocked but Jimmy Boy wasn’t home.  (I could have passed myself off as one of the “Indian Group of Seven”, ha!)

Well this old Anishnabe boy and artist keeps rolling along, paints and brushes at the ready.  Maybe some day I’ll have my name on a window in Toronto, announcing a twinravens show, with folks waiting in line, hoping to meet the artist.


From August 2, 2018, on Dundas St. E.  Beauty day and evening in the city.


At his studio way back on June 20, 2017.  Did I ever tell you the story about seeing his fancy give away doctorate paper work from OCA?  It was there at his studio, in an amusing display space!


Rubbing shoulders with the famous:  that is the mighty Jen B., lead singer of the great Anishnabe rock and roll band:  No Reservations, on July 6, 2017 (back stage, a half hour before show time!).  Not only is she a classic rock and roll vocalist and show woman, but she’s a super talented First Nations visual artist as well.  Hopefully we’ll cross paths again, sometime soon!


Speaking of great First Nations artists: The great Jazzy Moon, on the last evening of summer holidays, Labour Day Monday, September 2, 2013  It was just me and Jazzy Moon left on the beach, Providence Bay, Manitoulin Island, the night before the start of Grade 6.  We had the beach to ourselves and the swings too, the sand, the water and the sky.

You see I’m a father who stayed pretty close to his daughter.  I was there when all those important things happened.  But here today, March 10, 2019, I am up here on the swanky 9th, Markham, Ontario, Canada, and she is in Paris, France, viewing up close and personal the likes of the Mona Lisa, the tower and the cathedral.  How I wish we could have seen it together.

(There should be some ceremonial or ritual thing for us old boys whose daughters are powering up to fly away.)(Empty nest looming like never before…  )