“Let It Be Forgotten” by Sarah Teasdale Let it be forgotten, as a flower is forgotten, Forgotten as a fire that once was singing gold, Let it be forgotten for ever and ever, Time is a kind friend, he will make us old. If anyone asks, say it was forgotten Long and […]
Author: rossfelten
Riot
Used clippings from a 1964 Life magazine article covering the race riots in Detroit combined with other collage elements help to convey the idea that social injustices affect more than just those directly involved. Currently on view with the Elmhurst Artists Guild Fall Member’s Show
Phantom Limbs
I came across some beautiful sections of a Maple tree lying next to the curb on my way home. I did not know the reason the tree was cut down. Looked like a healthy tree from the parts I examined. I decided to bring a few sections with me to help restore a new purpose […]
MONSTER SLAYER RETURNS!
So happy to be adding to the adventures of Ava the Monster Slayer with this sequel! This second time around Ava brings her cousin, Sophia, along for the monster show. Coming this Fall to a local bookstore near you!
Alchemy Audio Pedals
This will be my 3rd year creating a poster for Alchemy Audio’s upcoming event, Gear Swap, this April. They are a local Chicago company that builds, repairs, and modifies electric guitar pedals. Great people to work with and they have an incredible list of clients from Wilco to Lucinda Williams. Check them out at alchemy-audio.com
Tyger
Tyger Tyger, burning bright, In the forests of the night; What immortal hand or eye, Could frame thy fearful symmetry? In what distant deeps or skies, Burnt the fire of thine eyes? On what wings dare he aspire? What the hand, dare seize the fire? And what shoulder, and what art, Could twist the sinews […]
Never Meant To Last
I burned it all because I could not obtain it Then after seeing what I had done Wished I did more to save it
CHICAGO
Hog Butcher for the World, Tool Maker, Stacker of Wheat, Player with Railroads and the Nation’s Freight Handler; Stormy, husky, brawling, City of the Big Shoulders: They tell me you are wicked and I believe them, for I have seen your painted women under the gas lamps luring the farm boys. And they tell me […]
The King & I
Let’s storm the castle the seasons are changing the wind’s to our backs there’s no hesitating Let’s storm the castle the path is all clear nothing here lasts no time for fear Let’s storm the castle you must go it alone my time has passed We’re all on our own
Garbage IN, Garbage OUT
A name is just a name We’re all the same from whence we came From a sprouting bud to shiny toy It is all but a fleeting joy Seasons changes, mind’s erased Nature desires a new taste mesmerizing round about Garbage in and garbage out
