(2005) The monopoly paintings are based on a poem by Adrian Kien. For each stanza of the poem, I created a painting that incorporated those lines.
Monopoly I
They were selling them cats down there at the storm drain
some live
some dead
all with sandpaper tongues and triangular ears.
I brought you one in a paper bag.
(poem by Adrian Kien)
16x20"
acrylic on matte board
2005
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Monopoly II
I remember sitting in the parlor
on that drizzling, May afternoon,
the monopoly board laid between us.
(poem by Adrian Kien)
16x20"
acrylic on matte board
2005
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Monopoly III
You were sitting alone on the love-seat
and I was suffocating,
loving your idea.
(poem by Adrian Kien)
16x20"
acrylic on matte board
2005
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Monopoly IV
My mouth was choking full of yellow, molted fur.
I gagged and sucked through a filter of hair.
I couldn't hear while you jiggled dice over the coffee table,
saying, "Oh isn't it that something,"
and "my, my, sixes again."
(poem by Adrian Kien)
16x20"
acrylic on matte board
2005
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Monopoly V
I like my cats bald.
On the linoleum floor, I lay with them, alone, in crackling blue light,
some live some dead some - merely cat fragments
taxidermied eyeballs
jawbones with yellow rows of stale teeth,
caressing their flesh with filthy palms,
enjoying the smoothness of skin, unashamed,
dreaming of lips that I've kissed,
and then I see you . . .
(poem by Adrian Kien)
16x20"
acrylic on matte board
2005
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Monopoly VI
You moved the thimble to my Park Place.
Your lips were hard and cracked.
You couldn't pay the rent and snarled off to jail.
It's autumn, now.
They're selling foam rubber batons down there at the storm drain.
(poem by Adrian Kien)