MENUI cannot of course come back. Not to this. Never.
I cannot of course come back. Not to this. Never. 72 x 96 inches, oil on canvas
Read the poem from which the title was derived: Prayer
This painting was in the NY show Social Faceworking in 2012.
 
 
  
Painting Progressions
- Paintings
- Non-Ordinary Reality Paintings
- In Praise of Water
- Painting Progressions
- Here, hide inside me
- Wherever You Are Is Called Here
- In Praise of Water
- I will fall in love exactly about a million times and then I will die
- What you get is to be changed more and more each glistening minute
- Mi madre bordaba lágrimas desiertas en los primeros arcoiris
- Its all roar and cry and suck and snap
- The rest is a faint echo
- And the vacuum cleaner swallows its bag
- Forgetting and Remembering in the Same Instant
- A need so great and deep it can never be swallowed
- I cannot of course come back. Not to this. Never.
- I was much further out than you thought
- Ribs of disaster curving their assertion among the tentative haunters
- Creation {of Melancholy Fate} by Supreme Being
- Remember, ours is the animal eye,
- I've been here my whole life still I'm somewhere else.
- And its charms have a punch. And its hunches have arms.
- Last night I dreamt again of thrashing and you on the far shore
- Some of us just can't help ourselves—a little warmth, and we're goners.
- Accident Paintings
- Zombie Paintings
- Portraits
- Non-Ordinary Reality Paintings
- Social Sculpture and Conceptual Art
- The Incredible Intensity of Just Being Human