It’s a Wicked Combination.

Gratitude and Disgust.

Grateful for the paycheck…

The time loss is a bust.

It’s a Wicked Combination.

The tasks to deal with fear.

I feel so much fortune.

To deal with Now and Here.

Dennis Mantin

When you don’t have money the problem is eating.

When you have money the problem is relationships.

When you have both food and love; the problem is health.

No matter where you are, rich or poor…

It’s easy to focus on problems.

Dennis Mantin

We got to the hotel at 6a.m.

Fractured purple pinks cut a rain threatened sky… My first sunrise of the year was a distant memory as my head hits the pillow.

A distant knocking sound wakes me to a second round of knocking at the door… The clock indicates 8:30 a.m.

“What?!”

“Housekeeping… Do you need anything?”

“Yes… Sleep!”

Dennis Mantin

My 7 year old was complaining about being sick and not everyone was believing her.

I picked her up for lunch and told her the story about the boy who cried Wolf!

She said, “Why would a little boy have the job of looking after sheep at night?”

Toche`my Love…

Dennis Mantin

It arced high like a rainbow.

Bounced once soft.

3 more for good measure.

The spirit of a city on his shoulders.

Success!

Dennis Mantin

Stage 2

Stage 4

Of a 5 stage painting.

Dennis Mantin

I held the door.

I heard a smile.

A strangers nod…

” It’s been a while. ”

Dennis Mantin

The rains they came.The sun is shone.The flowers bloom.The game is on.Dennis Mantin

I traveled to the Financial District to open a secret bank account… Armed with a cheque addressed to that bank and a fist full of cash, I somehow knew things wouldn’t go as planned.

THEY told me I had to make an appointment and return. I knew that wasn’t happening and left.

Outside the people from the Towers puff and suck and litter their lungs with such serious looks and with seldom a smile.

I was reminded of the Leonard Cohen line. “See that line passing through the station… I used to be one of those.”

Further up Young Street a police barricade framed a jumper who was anonymous and dead under an orange tarp.

The idea of the secret bank account fades with the notion that maybe I’m making too much money.

Dennis Mantin

It seems like a collective; as if they’re drawing water from the same well.

I hear the noise and see the struggle and often I feel the need to help and still do nothing but observe.

Yesterday I watched a young man on a streetcar rant and bemoan the fact that the streetcar was stopping at scheduled stops. He’d threw his arms up and said… ” Again with the stops… this is the reasons wars are started.”

This was followed by some racist rant which was followed by threats about unseen guns and knives…I wanted to say to him… do you know the sound fear makes? It talks very loud and very fast…I felt the risk reward component had the high potentiality to fuck with my chi, so I stayed silent…

Dennis Mantin