Portable self portrait.

This painting would make a perfect suite with 'Harlequin remembers the caress of young love', being on an identical canvas and frame.

Original verse by Edmund West.
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Maribyrnong council have painted over my soul and my heart.
How pathetic, the council are terrified of my art.
You have decided to censor my poems on the wall.
My artistic freedom, you hate it all.
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Now this wall is completely blank.
Maribyrnong council have decided to pull rank.
Hello darkness, my old Paul Simon song.
You are my refuge when it all goes wrong.

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Original verse by Edmund West and Liz.
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A sensuous scratch.
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Do you have a spirit, a soul, a voice.
Whisper in the wind, a quiet rejoice.
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Burnt siena, ochres, tonal grays
Olive eucalyptus the afternoon haze.
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Pee on a tree, a jaggedy dark patch
Blonde summer grass, a sensuous scratch.
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The gate is open just a chink
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The gate is open just a chink
Should I go through, what do you think?
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I'm going out the door
In search of a why and wherefore
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Do you see the land of promise
Or has it been taken from us.
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Talk in real life
Either way there can be strife.
Talking in real life can be difficult. Lean on a gate,
It will be great.
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Splash in the sea,
Wait and see.
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The beach is deserted
Except for some kelp
We walk in the shallows
I give a joyous yelp
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A ray shoots under my foot
Gone in a blink
A split second shadow
No need to think
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All is shimmers.
The waves flat and languid
Breakers unfinished
Don't care if I'm stupid