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Maria Bulgaria


friend with heart,
happy birthday

in the wind

Faced with Plate

beefalo

when you are staring yourself down

and it is scarier than you remember

goons

two goons paying respect
as an alligator makes way

stone wall


layers on layers

off!


ghosts exiting

in quest for adventure
in a pile of sand
on a peninsula

field of dreams



zenith of daylight
summer solstice

full reach rapunzel


the median


this lonely set of highway barriers is a particularly old and beautiful one. i immediately was drawn to them, they had a sort of ancient throne appeal. the common barrier that you would find on a highway (also known as a jersey barrier or k-rail in the more western states) was originally designed for the safety of pedestrians as well as the elimination of head on collisions but has had arguable impacts on the movement of animals. the jersey barrier has more recently been deployed in anti-terrorism plights due to the durability of their reinforced steel design. their advantage in battle is their moveable but semi-permanent nature. but i must ask the question of this need for separation, if the lines are ephemeral how does one know what side of the line one is standing on?

safari suffice



you can place her in the city, but the safari stays.

not half full



all that was in the pool is on her mind

vaillancourt and toes.


if you seek a body a water
to cool your feathers,
you may run into amy
and her pet duck, toes.
they never leave each others side.
often, in pursuit of a sitting pond,
they must resort to hoping fences
and illegally quenching their thirsts.

standing giants


steel skeletons exposed against the sky.
a perch for only the bravest of birds.
standing giants

mr. schuster



when i was young i had a teddy. i named him mr. schuster after the man across the street who had cancer and was going to die soon. I wanted his wife to ‘be okay’ when he died.

every night i slept with mr. schuster between my legs, like a preggers with a body pillow.
when the cancerous mr. schuster died, i didn’t tell his wife about my teddy. mr. schuster and i were too close, i didn’t want to share.

after high school mr. schuster and i parted ways. he wasn’t interested in university and even though i wasn’t either, i decided to go, in montreal.

i went to visit mr. schuster recently and he took me out to meet his friends.
it was a pretty wild night.

dandy lions




if you wake up planning to go to a castle

and find out it has been replaced by a condo
don’t cry in the rain
climb walls that outline a distant castle
a castle so far it is only in your mind
you can hide in the grass
romp in dandelion dander
loiter by highways
and all this will make you feel as grand as any ruined castle ruins

crushed

the street hits back.

tree top treason


yellow sun burns

even the trees were crying

futuristic sailors



the nautical hour of brilliant light

forecasting our sights
into falling night

cross hatching


a linear representation of shadow

parallel lines crossing on an angle

come join us

in our inner city trailer park
a parking-lot paradise

of high density living
with flexible habitable space
and a lack of rules.

know your neighbors, too well.

mobile homes
rvs
trailers
pop trailers
tents
hammocks
tarps
sleeping bags

edge of the pond

it is as if they were the beginnings of frogs emerging from some melted run off water, mere tadpoles with transforming bodies. a huddled mass of a new years hatch, fresh and anticipative for warmer months.

(read in Herzog’s voice)

been a long time, your clothes or mine?

mustard and chartreuse
wending your way
burgeoning feathers loose
goodbye, you say

the crossroads


why is it that strangers rarely if ever collide with one another? is it fear of proximity, intimacy? is it society’s ethics that drive us to comply to politeness or hurried steps?

or is it simply that we are on autopilot, our paths pre-determined in a complex maze of ties and steps?

highway prism


the turcot interchange was originally built as a “dramatic” display of montreal’s global position as a metropolis, yet it has become a crumbling problem. its design accommodated both ships and trains to pass underneath its expansive footprint and in this case, deviant youth.

Interdit


you may have been there before but not anymore

welcome home to alcove




every season is Junk’s favorite season, but when the sun is shining in Alcove , Junk is particularly alluring.

magpies crash, from glinting metal escaping through patches of rust,
Junk cars arrive unannounced in the night to huddle with each other,
farm tools breach former roles to appease the whims of Alcovians.

ISLAND

ISLAND a vernissage

Friday May 6

8-Midnight

hand crafted cider, photography, vertical gardens, sculptures, paintings

head in the clouds

picture daydream

a fissure-like crack into a cavern of construction.
manipulations hold time and rule only to a test.
the tame and tribulations coincide in ennui.
playful interactions lend themselves purely.

not halloween


elements of fun (this time):

1 broken neck

1 apron
1 rain
1 excellent photographer
1 piece of translucent plastic
1 vanessa visit

broken glass

in the darkened belly of places left to sit
creatures become silhouettes against
the light of the whirlwind sun.
gaze they do out into the world
trapped by their own innards
and insecurity.

crush it

shopping cart pusher

we all have to make a living.

undercovers


untouched snow where green grass grows

rubbish bin

i got as close as i could. i thought that he might jump me. he has a little bit of that crack fox look, if you know what i mean. we were both out on a limb.

pigeon playground



oh, canada

immigration dreams:

i want to live, here.

the last of the newspaper boxes

it remains one of my favorite weekend routines, to fetch the sunday paper and something fresh for breakfast. then i lounge around in the early morning to read and wonder about the world, until people wake up and get excited to do things.

rippled mirror

Echoes of attraction

extend out into the
mirror of space,
beauty’s symmetry.

rumplestiltskin

Merrily the feast I’ll make.
Today I’ll brew, tomorrow bake;
Merrily I’ll dance and sing,
For next day will a stranger bring.
Little does my lady dream
Rumpelstiltskin is my name!

last leg of the journey


ominous buildings conceal the snarl toothed beauty of nature.

les belles



Dear Grace and Adam, Siobhan and Dave, Ross and Tara, Eva and Craig, and Nic,

the ‘coon, the skateboard, the buildings, the photos, the beers, the cheeses, the walks, the dances, the sunshine, the queen of sheba cake, the softly boiled eggs, the brunch, the market, the apple, the ride, the crackers, the pate, the shore side.
much obliged.

high vis

civil servant art

stoic cowboy

lost in the 28th dimension

outer body experience



lucid perch

moments fluttering with contemplation, self-reflection
images of escaping reality.
an attempt at being grounded
left as shadows cast upon the horizontal.

the secret quarry


a vacant hole

once purposeful
now a layered picture
the opposite of a mountain
with a reservoir at its pinnacle,
collecting gravity’s treasures
I always wanted to be a geologist

heathcliff’s harem

but the shadows rested longer, and the sunshine was more transient

ballooning with ideas



it comes to a point




not everything has to be right angles

perspective: when lines get fuzzy
all the way up there, one step at a time

sights set


“deceptive lizard”- Apatosaurus


Marsh, the inventor of the brontosaurus made a purposeful mistake. The bones for his creation were assembled from a head and a body found in separate quarries, as well as in different strata. Yet it remains one of the most complete skeletons ever exposed even to this day. A fabrication of magic and legend warming out hearts to the cold blooded building sized lizard.

One must study their prey before the hunt in order not to be deceived.

paper hearts


hairless bodies clamber within the corridors of their papery spit sack;

ever-expanding production to satisfy the tireless needs of their queen.
the systematic ticking of the gauge as it spins is
patterned with humming wings and scurrying feet.
sensing danger
reaction attack