3000 rocks, pointing skyward for 6500 years are endlessly pregnant with meaning lost to those who look only at surfaces. I have wandered between these standing stones and am now and forever drawn to them, the Alignments at Carnac. Read my paintings and drawings as poems written for you in a language prehistoric. Don’t be surprised that you already recognize as familiar this unwritten tongue. If you don’t worry about the spelling you can hear the music, feel the cadence, hear past the lack of logic.
Sandy Kinnee is best known for his work on shaped, handmade paper. His work in in the collection of the Metropolitan Museum, Brooklyn Art Museum, Museum of New Mexico, Phoenix Art Museum, University of Michigan Art Museum, New Britain Museum of American Art, and many private and public collections. Part of each year he spends in France, where he writes and takes photographs. This series of books assembles the poems, short stories and photography into the themes that have gained critical mass over the years.
Swimmers Splashing Published November 16, 2014
Ordinary Happiness Published March 02, 2014
Squint Harder Published February 20, 2014
Peaches in Paris & Limes in Venice Published December 25, 2013
Brooms In Situ Published December 24, 2013
All But One of My Plaid Shirts Published December 24, 2013
Just Look At The Pictures Published December 16, 2013
Kimonos of Paper Published October 24, 2013