November 6, 2018

Oratorial Stylings

I reluctantly agreed to participate in this event and I’m sure I’ll have cause to regret it.

 

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October 24, 2018

Emptyscapes: Art Show

Lora Schlesinger Gallery
Bergamot Station, B5b: 2525 S.Michigan Ave, Santa Monica CA 90404

November 3 – December 15  2018
Opening reception: Nov 3rd 4-6pm

 

 

September 20, 2018

Trading Inertias

Trading Inertia verses with Matt Johnson (10/17):

 

September 1, 2018

Say You Love Me

“I love you,” she says,
and my heart sinks.
Knowing what is required of me,
I attempt to reciprocate.
But it’s a struggle,
the words won’t take shape.
No other phrase is so hard to articulate;
no other sentiment is voiced so apprehensively.
I could be honest and say: I love you
but almost everything about you annoys me…
But somehow
those three precious, perilous syllables
are squeezed out, squeamishly:
“Isle… of you.”
It never sounds right when I say it,
but I say it
to put her at ease,
because what you get out of it,
temporarily,
is peace.

 

April 9, 2018

Soar Into a Rosy Zone of Contemplation

Now unavailable on Instagram:
https://www.instagram.com/johntottenham/

… Put it out there and watch nothing happen.

March 10, 2018

Educated Outsider

https://artillerymag.com/educated-outsider-john-tottenham/

February 11, 2018

Emptyscapes in Beverly Hills

Please do not feel under any obligation to attend this event…

January 6, 2018

Poit of Procrastination: El Eh Weekly

http://www.laweekly.com/arts/meet-john-tottenham-las-poet-of-procrastination-9027939

January 2, 2018

Some former curmudgeons…

Some former curmudgeons, later in life, make a conscious decision to become warm and encompassing individuals. As mortality becomes more tangible, they realize that it’s a waste of rapidly diminishing time to be cagey and mean-spirited, and with an effort—no less laudable for being discernible—they summon long-buried reserves of warmth and generosity. They realize that it’s time to be a good person, and strive towards that end until it comes naturally. Such a position, however, requires financial (and sometimes connubial) well-being: a secure center from which geniality and generosity can flow outward. It can be a heroic feat and is probably very rewarding for all concerned. Unfortunately, I am incapable of it on a practical level, as I will probably never be able to financially (or connubially) afford it.

December 23, 2017

The One

I am the one
waiting for the One.

I have never entered a room
without hoping that the One
I am waiting for
might be found there.

Despite decades of disappointment,
I still look for her in every face,
looking for somebody to become that place
where everything that falls apart
falls into place.

But if I found her, I wouldn’t want her,
for as long as the possibility
of somebody else wanting me exists,
I will always want somebody else.

And I realize now that if she ever does arrive
it will not be in the prime of either of our lives,
at a cocktail party with a drink in her hand,
but that she is more likely to arrive holding a bedpan
as I am breathing my last in a hospital bed.

Only then, with restlessness and hope extinguished,
and all other options exhausted,
will I finally be ready
for the One.