the painting in the yard . . .

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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