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ATOP GEORGES HILL

 

the conga skin

warms in midday sun

stands a circle

faces smile

his hands begin

rhythmic weavings

of infinite reach

 

 

                                                                                                    copyright2015

About a. edward watkins

With the exception of 2 years study of western music theory and harmony- I am a self taught percussionist, writer and abstract painter. Not your drummer boy drummer - not your writerly writer nor the painterly painter. Creativity is an integral aspect of my existence - as it is for us all - in some form or another. My experiences in life have informed and shaped my world view profoundly. I am the disrupter - the never quite satisfied - the relentless creator of word, sound and image. I question the answers and question the questions.

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