By Claw Hammer
I ask myself the other day, as I sometimes do
Why is this Art thing comming, Why really? Does it half to?
I find myself much better with hammer, nails and such
Than this elusive concept, of beauty form and touch.
Art it is a comming, like a train upon greased rails
And if you tried to block its path, your best actions would fail.
So here me now my brothers, my friends my sisters to
This Art it seems has power,over those who come to view.
So now I lay my challenge,to all of you out there
To come and slay the dragon,but be careful of the hare.
It is the quiet Art that gets you, the kind that seeps your soul
The kind that moves your mind, the kind that makes you whole.
Dare walk the streets of Clifton, dare enter #253
Dare join me at the Galleria Coronado,this November 2 and 3