Nursery Choir
Nebular harmonics; the music of the spheres. Singing planets and starbirth. Mixed media (ink, watercolor, acrylic, fabric, vintage ephemera (coins, guitar strings, 45 RPM record sleeves, a grandmother’s costume jewelry, World’s Fair stamps from year I was born, etc.). 22” x 30” on watercolor paper.
Titles are fragments plucked from Johannes Kepler’s The Harmonies of the World
"the sun-spots and little flames are brought forward as evidence"
"and that again is the soul of the song"
"furnished with more than human gifts"
"the road of the moon is made as it were slippery"
"flame and drops of water at war with one another"
"suited to an eternity of movement, that is, returning into itself"
"the sun sticks to the centre of the world"
"light in itself is something akin to the soul"
"as a trunk from the soul of the shoot"
"the bodies, the motors, which are divine minds"
"like onion skins"
"these arguments drawn from the dignity of the sun"
"the role of the river-bed in which this river of light runs"
"like the yolk within the white of the egg"
"its own oblique movement through the zodiac"
"the difference is that god holds up the drop"
"the liquid plains of the ether"
"the cosmos cannot be better than it is"
"Saturn and Jupiter have middling eccentricities"
"alchohol in the soul growing in the vine"
"by what light of the mind, by what means"
"let him regard the moon"
"finally this theory abandons itself"
"the whole thing is overthrown by the denial of the gods"