Moments 6.29.08

The same words are different when spoken and written. Open a book and listen.

A photograph by Clark Van Orden and words by Jerry Lynott

Moments 6.22.08

"Once a bud, the wild rose blooms resplendent and sweet to the robin young and enamored by the flowers."

A photograph by Clark Van Orden and words by Jerry Lynott

Moments 6.15.08

Now the glass looks, half full. But at evening's end, after the libations are poured and the cash tendered, the glass will be empty.

A photograph by Clark Van Orden and words by Jerry Lynott

Moments 6.8.2008

The artist titled this, "Lunch." But it belies the casualness of the two people seated at the table and the open space where they meet. Instead the composition is fraught with linear rigidity from the railing in the foreground to the spokes of the concentric arches of the window in the background. "Lunch," hardly. More like. "I am held prisoner by my appetites. Are you going to eat that pickle?"

A photograph by Clark Van Orden and words by Jerry Lynott

Moments 6.1.08

This meeting is called to order. Hats on. Belts tightened. Boots laced. Hammers ready. Let's go to work.

A photograph by Clark Van Orden and words by Jerry Lynott