Archive for March, 2014

Canary not contrary

Posted in Buildings, innocent bystander, London, observation, Off The Wall, Poem, Poetry, Pub with tags , , , on March 30, 2014 by lkthayer

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was that a canary that flew by

no silly that was mad march

a yellow month of daffs then

more cash for the city wankers

oh i meant bankers

mothers day, st patricks day

how about coffee for the canary

they dont wharf  down coffee only dogs wharf

oh thats where boats unload then.. is that near barking

can i unload there?

Poem & snaps by Mitch Hicks

What We Leave Behind

Posted in Artwork, London, observation, Off The Wall, Poem, Poetry with tags , , , on March 26, 2014 by lkthayer

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What We Leave Behind ~ Poem by L.K. Thayer  ~ 2010  

traces and
evidence
of life lived
fingerprints
pieces of ourselves
unfinished business

our DNA
our patterns
our footprints
echo’s of
vibrant auras burning

crumbs of bread left on a table
notes of love in love notes
laughing images of
frolic and frailty

trails of memories
and forget-me-not bouquets
hope in our hope chests
neatly folded 

tucked away
to be handed down

and will someday land
in another’s hands
to leave fingerprints
upon and on and on

I love this poem by Lisa and just had to put it next to the above snap I took just off Old Street in London last year by the talented duo street artists “Best Ever” 

You can find much more arty enjoyment from  Lisa  on her blog http://lkthayer.wordpress.com/

Enjoy……. Mitch  

“Over It” by Alexis Rhone Fancher

Posted in Poem, Poetry with tags , , , on March 18, 2014 by lkthayer

    Please listen to the audio above from Alexis before reading the below poem… The loss of her own son is very moving indeed.

    “Over It” by Alexis Rhone Fancher

    OVER IT

    Now the splinter-sized dagger that jabs at my heart has
    lodged itself in my aorta, I can’t worry it
    anymore. I liked the pain, the
    dig of remembering, the way, if I
    moved the dagger just so, I could
    see his face, jiggle the hilt and hear his voice
    clearly, a kind of music played on my bones
    and memory, complete with the hip-hop beat
    of his defunct heart. Now what am I
    supposed to do? I am dis-
    inclined toward rehab. Prefer the steady
    jab jab jab that reminds me I’m still
    living. Two weeks after he died,
    a friend asked if I was “over it.”
    As if my son’s death was something to get
    through, like the flu. Now it’s past
    the five-year slot. Maybe I’m okay that he isn’t anymore,
    maybe not. These days,
    I am an open wound. Cry easily.
    Need an arm to lean on. You know what I want?
    I want to ask my friend how her only daughter
    is doing. And for one moment, I want her to tell me she’s
    dead so I can ask my friend if she’s over it yet.
    I really want to know.

    From Rattle #41, Fall 2013
    Tribute to Single Parent Poets

    __________
    Alexis Rhone Fancher: “‘My mom and I divorced my dad,’ I overheard my four-year-old say. It knocked the wind right out of me. I got it, that it was the two of us against the world, a single mom and an only child. For a long time, we were thriving, invincible. And then, we weren’t. Joshua Dorian Rhone was diagnosed with epitheliod sarcoma, a rare type, in 2004, and died in 2007. He was 26 years old. ‘Over It’ is one of a series of poems written in his memory, attempting to make something positive from my grief.”

    Alexis is open to your emails if you wish to contact her. hotnovelist@me.com

Femme Fierce

Posted in Artwork, arty farty, Graffiti, Head, London, observation, Off The Wall with tags , , , on March 9, 2014 by lkthayer

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Spray cans donated by Alfreshco

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Artista

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Hazard

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Suzko

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Hannah

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Neonita

Thank you for my toast Kayleigh… And many thanks to all the Graff Ladies I met at the Femme Fierce Leake Street tunnel painting day in aid of Breast Cancer and International Woman’s Day. Hannnah, Amara, Zabour, Saki, Pang and many more, you were delightful to talk to and there is sooooooo much skill in what you do…. May your spray tins never run dry!!!! Fantastic day of street art indeed!

Snaps by Mitch Hicks

More info on Femme Fierce https://www.facebook.com/pages/Femme-Fierce-Leake-Street-All-Girl-Takeover/424806520959143

http://londonist.com/2014/03/femme-fierce-leake-street-graffiti-takeover-photos.php

Female Artists Take Over the Leake Street Tunnel in Waterloo and Paint it Pink for International Womens Day

Just maybe Shakespeare was a woman!

Posted in Books, observation, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , on March 6, 2014 by lkthayer

Today is World Book Day….. My thoughts turn to The best female authors of all time! I would add Lisa and Alexis to that list!!

http://forbookssake.net/2013/02/11/top-50-influential-women-writers/

One larger thought is just maybe Shakespeare was a woman and in that case would top the list!
http://www.haaretz.com/news/was-william-shakespeare-a-jewish-woman-in-disguise-1.246717

Femmes in galleries

Posted in Artwork, arty farty, Beer, innocent bystander, London, observation, Off The Wall, Poem, Reflection with tags , , , , , on March 3, 2014 by lkthayer

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“This week leading up to International Women’s Day on March 8th I will be posting Women related stuff.
Feel free to add to the growing poem! Snaps from my day at viewing artwork I saw from Jeff Aerosol and C215….
….Cheers to the ladies”….. Mitch

Jeff Areosol with ladies that shop and lunch
Bottles being washed for the book signing
Sad women happy femmes we love them all
A man of numbers C215 sprays and stencil paints
Stolen space a french gallery
Windows reflecting art in a passing word

Girls on tin

Posted in Artwork, arty farty, Head, observation, Uncategorized with tags , on March 3, 2014 by lkthayer

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Two snaps from the artwork of C215 and the B/W snap I took in Stony Stratford….. Made me smile Mitch!