The Abstract Oven Pan Blues

I’ve got those Oven Pan Blues,

Oh it’s driving me to distraction –

How Love’s an abstraction

baked in twos.

Oh how I’ve got

those Oven Pan Blues.

Oh here comes

those Oven Pan Blues,


Now, somebody just gotta choose.

Well, that’s how that cookie crumbles,

breaking hearts  in two –

You watch that Gingerbread man tumble

with the Oven Pan Blues.

Got to get out of this hot kitchen,

Before I burn my shoes

Dancing to these Oven Pan Blues.

Oh how I’ve got

those abstract Oven Pan Blues.


Boy LOVES Girl – formerly Boy Meets GIRL


True secrets of Love & Romance:

Boy LOVES Girl –

formerly Boy Meets GIRL.


Comics’ psychology,

So it’s True – I’m going too,

something about this.


art can cure romance –

Boy ! true secrets of Love –

handle this with care….





Images using following source, cover of Boy Loves Girl # 25 – Link,  were created with glitch art process in combination of one of my loose collage scans. 

Memories are made of This – The Gaze




A demand is made through direct gaze when a figure gazes directly out of the media text at the viewer, demanding a response. It involves a character-model making eye contact with the viewer, and establishing a personal connection in the viewer’s mind. – Advertisement Appeals



I went down to the St. James Infirmary,

I saw my baby there

She’s laid out on a cold white table

So, so cold, so white, so fair.

St. James Infirmary


I’ve Been Loving You Too Long


Original Photo shows Japanese writer Takeshi Kanno with his wife, sculptor Gertrude Farquharson Boyle (1876-1937).

(Source: Flickr Commons project, 2011)

But at my back I always hear

Time’s winged chariot hurrying near;

And yonder all before us lie

Deserts of vast eternity.

Thy beauty shall no more be found,

Nor, in thy marble vault, shall sound

My echoing song; then worms shall try

That long preserv’d virginity,

And your quaint honour turn to dust,

And into ashes all my lust.

The grave’s a fine and private place,

But none I think do there embrace.

To his Coy Mistress

by Andrew Marvell

Follow the Money


Nature’s first green is gold,

Her hardest hue to hold.

Her early leaf’s a flower;

But only so an hour.

Then leaf subsides to leaf.

So Eden sank to grief,

So dawn goes down to day.

Nothing gold can stay.


Nothing Gold Can Stay

Robert Frost, 1874 – 1963




Blues singer Lil Green performs the classic tune “Why Don’t You Do Right?” in this recording dating from April 23, 1941. From the original 78rpm disk ( ).


I listen to money singing. It’s like looking down

From long french windows at a provincial town,

The slums, the canal, the churches ornate and mad

In the evening sun. It is intensely sad.



Philip Larkin, 1922–1985