Well well well
beauty
and the poetic
endure:
the backyard Bruce Conner
(aka HOMAGE TO JAY DE FEO, by Anonymous)
nearly 20 years (!) here on-site,
adjacent fence-post reinforced,
and
most wonderfully:
frame still solid (recently adorned with a small sun-mirror at its center)
and
a few teeny bits of painted canvas
still holding
at the vertical edges
all with
a marvelous seasonal over-grow
of
wild nasturtiums and purple cineraria
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For the back-story:
click-thru for the very elegant and informative
2011 essay by poet-editor Garrett Caples,
and see also
the final chapter (“Bruce Conner”) of independent curator and writer Jordan Stein’s
very rich Rip Tales (Chicago: Soberscove Press, 2021),
and
Rudolf Frieling, “Bruce Conner’s Ch-Ch-Ch-Changes,”
in
It’s All True (Berkeley: University of California Press, 2016)
at pages 325-326.
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