Bart Brassica’s Dualistic Identity Crisis In Mint Conditions

Taking the lazy-fair option and planting mint last summer,  Bart Brassica’s crop went way past  the Julep line into something of a jungle, or as Bart has it a Jungian crisis, the mint is now so far  above Bart’s head that his disorientation - and his sense of direction has never been good, using only North and South as cardinal points as he considers  East and West to be too political,  is such that here we see he is in two and half minds as to both where and who he is.  Granny. Eggwhistle, ever watchful, believes Bart who returned from his disappearance in mysteriously mint condition is having an double-indemnity crisis. 

Brassica Browsing or Alpine Art Raked Over

 Bart Brassica has been going through back issues of Artforum, or more precisely, the back pages where for years the Swiss gallerist Bruno Bischofberger has been running ads featuring Alpine volk at work and play. No stranger to manure management himself, he’s impressed with Frank Winkler’s recent Bovung muck raking and wonders whether Winkler might have taken up Biodynamic farming. Either that or the greener pastures of contemporary art.

Post & Photo Courtesy of Our Lambertville Correspondent , Ms I Periz. 

The Shelf-LIfe of Poets in Prussian Blue

 For quite some time I’ve been taking classic photos of classic writers, and making a study of them in Prussian Blue, and in my recent revivification of my studio walls, set some of these up on the book shelves, so instead of me reading them, they survey me, and in doing so, catch something of the outside world, as is a poem also want to do.