Born from paintings I saw on a trip to the Dominican Republic (eons ago) and a desire to evolve my People of the land series, I created this new series. I have to be honest, it's been sitting in the current state in my storage room for over a year and I finally pulled it … Continue reading People of Some Distinction – A New Series
I'm up at the beautiful Mont Gabriel Resort & Spa (www.montgabriel.com) for the annual QCNA Gala. I'm so grateful to be able to help my dear friend Richard and support English local newspapers in Quebec by offering some artwork to their silent auction. The weather is gorgeous, the hotel is alive with people, and the … Continue reading Ready for the QCNA silent Auction!
Orange man, orange man where do you go? I’m going out with my girlfriend for dinner and a show. Orange man, orange man what do you do? I’m a cobbler and I can fix any shoe. Orange man, orange man why do we live? To share love and happiness with those to whom we give. … Continue reading Midweek Poems – Orange Man
I look at this chocolate chip cookie and wonder...what’s inside. On the surface there is hard cookie with only a few chips of personality showing. What potential this cookie must have Look at all the delicious chips What’s inside must be incredible I know it’s there, but how to get at it. If I attack … Continue reading Midweek Poems – My relationship with a cookie
The flames rise to dance anew with the added fodder. Sadness consumes happiness as thoughts feed the flames. Wood to coal to ashes the dance goes on. Thoughts of expectations misleading joy to denial. The flames jump up into the ether their fuel is the air itself. Sad memories linger always feeding on existence and … Continue reading Midweek Poems – Out of Sight Out of Mind?
Recently, my dear friend, Paul L., introduced me to a cultural phenomenon of outstanding beauty and eloquence. He introduced me to The Great Russian Ballet! I am so very grateful for this gift that I have to share it with YOU! I’ve been a fan of ballet since I first saw a professional group in … Continue reading These Are The People In My Neighbourhood – Introducing The Great Russian Ballet
There she sits, unremarkable Blue jeans, white shirt Looking through bric-a-brac papers A salvage From the junkyard of a too big purse Head bowed Disheveled in insecurity She glances and retreats A shell of shyness. Poor girl I hope she has a good life. by M. Perron (Originally written May 16th, 1992) Notes: Wow, I … Continue reading People I feel sorry for
I am overjoyed to speak to you today about Acappella & barbershop, by way of my dear friend, Berel Weiner, President Island City Chorus and the passionate base of his quartet & chorus. Let me start with paraphrasing Berel’s vision for this joyful musical experience. I only tweaked the words, a little. wink, wink The … Continue reading These Are The People In My Neighbourhood – Say Hello To Berel M. Weiner
There he sits, wool hat Smoking a cigarette Between index and fuck finger. The hat, like the one an old fisherman might wear. Funny, he looks a bit like Harvey Keitel, the actor, But he doesn’t seem to share his sense of humour … irony? by M. Perron (Originally written January 18, 1993) Notes: Hmmm... … Continue reading I see a wool hat over my coffee
Did you ever try To figure out why Some things make you happy and sad at the same time? Like kids tumbling around in fluffy, fresh snow. Like the puffing out of the engine on a toy train. At some point, both will smell bad. Christmas muzak, cigars and smelly old memoirs. by M. Perron … Continue reading Christmas Music & Cigars