What he claims is
by Carmen Germain

true: death cap rises after rain in the forest, pits trap and vipers coil. So Mondrian decrees no fellow feeling beyond geometry, admonishes “contours of nature should be tightened.” What is the tree to Mondrian? Why does he so despise the natural world, deny the red plum growing outside his window, deride the willow groves, … Continue reading What he claims is
by Carmen Germain

Suit of Happiness
by Carmen Germain

Snap off small pieces unless you already have some thrown together in a drawer where melancholy sunshine and summer flowers resist the drama of wind and sky. A painter said every color harbors its own soul. But consider the upward thrust of the dark line— an act of barbarity, how it taunts shameless reds laden … Continue reading Suit of Happiness
by Carmen Germain