The Conflicted Life of Cocky Humble ix

Setting: Humble Studios
Personae: Cocky Humble, a sculptor; Sonia, his longtime lover and business manager

They won’t budge.

Give it time, I’m sure they’ll come around. Creativity is King!

Cliché – maybe in a world ideal, but in this… Commerce is King. And that’s what’s real. So, do we have a deal?

I suppose if we take Stephen Pearl Andrews’ Cost-Value Principle wholly into consideration…

Without question… they’re convinced the offer is justified on the basis of time and effort at the best rate but not on the value estimate of impact the piece is expected to have, although it’s the power of the symbol they’re interested in, and not so much the art of sculpture. To their own admission, the only reason they’re offering you the commission is because you came highly recommended and they just want certainty the artist can deliver on the vision for their grand opening.

Well, in that case I admire the fact they are honest. Fine, I’ll do it.

Excellent. It’s a fair offer…

I know. You wouldn’t present it to me otherwise. You have our best interests…

Always. That settled, I think now we should celebrate.

Oh yes, let’s… for what it’s worth!

 

© Heath Muchena, 2016


Chasing Carmen

love is a feeling
that only you can give meaning
and since substance is prior to form
so is the force of belief before reason

and i have cause to keep thinking
that only with you and you alone
will i rediscover love’s revelation
or else i’ll be forever chasing

masking emptiness with facade
but i’ll never be whole without Poems, Charms & God’s Vineyard

 

© Heath Muchena, 2016


Runway Romance

she was used to expensive excursions and round the world trips
he’d never travelled Abercrombie & Kent… way out of his budget
so admittedly there was a notable difference in their levels of access
yet somehow they could still relate
in fact, them coupling made so much sense… created balance
and they seemed a perfect fit wherever they went

 

© Heath Muchena, 2016


Lily my love…

together – taking on the sweet challenges
of ethical pursuits
though far from idealists
we still take into consideration our roots

my life I lease to you my lover
pretty miss from Addis Ababa
your two lips like tulips
succulent nectar… colourful kisses

your eye is always on the prize
but you’re the one I can’t resist
you make me realise that sacrifice need not exclude pleasure
quite simply you show me bliss… bring me balance

and when I’m too clever by half
my flaws you fix
such a brave beauty
with a touch as soft as butterfly breath

and what I create – you inspire
a match made in heaven
a light… a passionate desire
so by you I want to do right, and keep ablaze our flame… our fire!

 

© Heath Muchena, 2016


Streams of the Interior

All I ever wanted was to be entirely responsible for the sentiment of my own existence, alive within myself, and independent by thirty; not owe a penny or work for anybody, yet manage to live in comfortable accountability, managing desire reasonably. That was always the end and some interesting places I’ve traversed in pursuit of that goal.

However, I’m aware now that satisfaction is transient, having successfully managed to achieve my aims, and being able to do the work I find pleasure in; only to discover ambition staring me in the face and making me question the reflection in the mirror.

A reminder that time waits for no man and it would be unwise if I let the opportunity become a misplaced gain. And so I’m back at it again, days and nights working on projects before I’m tempted, or worse, forced to accept their capital and advances.

Because one knows that commoners – the lot of us – the working mass – who don’t constitute the leisure class, still fail to realise the fact that it’s not commodities that are becoming costly, but the legal tender that is becoming cheaper. And to secure my ongoing independence I can’t really take a breather and have to take on challenges more riskier. So a couple of deals I’ve inked, and now I have to deliver.

With the expectations to make higher income in the future, at the same time not wanting the marginal utility of current income to fall, that presents a dilemma and it becomes difficult to find comfort in the status quo, especially when the world is in permanent change. Perhaps I should give consideration to interest… a matter of time preference, and prep for the next crisis using a pen for my defence.

Staying on the grind, more work and limited play. I cannot complain since it’s the world I’ve created… like something out of a Walter Battiss painting… very Fook Island-ish. And I must state that I’m starting to appreciate Schelling’s words when he said ‘without the contradiction of necessity and freedom’ or ‘rule and choice’ as Chomsky puts it – there’d be no creativity.

 

© Heath Muchena, 2016


Sayings For Sale (x)

Work more
Less slumber
Keep your circle small
Ignore the Dunbar number

If you can ask the question
Then you can find the answer
So learn your lesson
Before you continue trying to climb up the ladder

Take responsibility
Instead of blaming another
Find purpose or a sense of duty
And be a better woman, man, mother or father

 

© Heath Muchena, 2016


Aerial Love ii

She looked marvellous

A sight so elegant
That it was impossible not to notice
Even for one not habitually attentive to such details

For she had on the Bhutan-made wooden wedge Louboutins
A chocolate satin dress and Tahitian pearl pendant

Her natural sensibilities and alien propensities
Had always attracted me

And on the balcony she stood
Like a ballooning spider – on a flower – tiptoe
And ready to throw out gossamer then launch into the blue

While I, on the turf, in view
Kept whistling like a flute
Cheering her on… in my mind composing this poem

Before my muse

 

© Heath Muchena, 2016