Teepee Town Pattern by Artist Troy Richard Thomas

 

Sun Pattern by Artist Troy Richard Thomas

 

Pattern by Artist Troy Richard Thomas

 

Bay at Munising by Artist Troy Richard Thomas

                                                     Munising, Michigan

Scissors Photogram by Artist Troy Richard Thomas

 

Poem from the book {The Lion and the Sun} by Troy Richard Thomas

 California girl asks me what country I am from?

Apparently I have quite a foreign accent

I tell her I am from the country of "Iowa" mamm

A land of corn and soybeans with more pigs than people

With buzzards that soar over head, with purple hippos and pink giraffes roaming the emerald hills and valleys

With rivers that flow of wine and a people who canoe them naked

Where my people bicycle from one end of the country to the border of the Mississippi River

It sounds so beautiful says the California girl

 

I have never heard of this country, where is it she asks?

It's a magical land mamm, a land between to Great Rivers.

Cloudworks by Artist Troy Richard Thomas

 

Spic and Span by Artist Troy Richard Thomas

 

Tower Falls by Artist Troy Richard Thomas

                                         Yellowstone National Park

Cloudworks by Artist Troy Richard Thomas

 

Pattern by Artist Troy Richard Thomas

 

Working up high on the barn at age five, Troy Thomas

                                                                   Jesup, Iowa 

Pattern by artist Troy Richard Thomas

 

A Company of Green Warriors by Artist Troy Richard Thomas

                                 A Company of Green Warriors

     Fighting Fascism and Ecological Destruction

                Fighting for Economic Fairness

                       A safety net for all people

           Protectors of the Forest and the Prairie.

Smokey Mountains by Artist Troy Richard Thomas

 

Herky the Hawk Arrival at the Studio

                    To be transformed into Herkules Herky

Jigsaw Artist Eichacker

                                                           Amana Artisan

Bellevue Iowa by Artist Troy Richard Thomas

                                                        Mississippi River

Niobrara River by Artist Troy Richard Thomas

                                                    Valentine, Nebraska

The Art of John Thomas

 

Pattern by Artist Troy Richard Thomas

 

Green Crown Pattern by Artist Troy Richard Thomas

 

Sunrise Pattern by artist Troy Richard Thomas

 

Poetry from the book {The lion and the Sun} by Artist Troy Richard Thomas

                                  Control 

                               Conformity

                                   Power

                                 Privilege

                                Grievance

                      Violence, War, Civil War

                        Jealousy, Envy, Covet

                                   Greed

The hatred of others, Groups, xenophobia, Preeminence, rules are whims made by the smallest of people, Stagnant Minds, Rich and Poor the suckers game, love and beauty in this world has been discarded, The struggle to survive, The waiting game, They don't have your best interest at heart, Back to the word "Control".

Poetry from the book {Bunny Hop} by Artist Troy Richard Thomas

Do we really need you, can you ever sing our song?

I head East into a reservoir called a river

The giant heads of sand rise like serpents

You can't reach me here in this place of water and sky

Prolific little shit falling into the that mix

Bum,Wanderer, Drifter, Loner, Painter

I tell a farmer that I am an artist, and he asks me to paint his barn

John Muir was evermore a walker and genius, he could live off a loaf of bread for a month

The river gives life and takes life, (a body is floating in a backwater

I dearly needed you, more than I realized, that knife to the heart doesn't matter at all

No stretch of this river is true wilderness

Bridges falling, dams breaking, roads cracking, wires cut

The telephone poles sprout with life

The jungle cat becomes king, whatever for, he did more fighting than ruling

A wound stretches across my arm, the sun dries the wound to a crust

There's nothing the good old sun can't cure

Flying pigs and the Jesus of Detroit

Headless chickens run around Miss Van Campballs living room

She tells me she used to be a Dutch treat

Sperm floats from her mouth like a Lawrence Whelk bubble machine.

  

Thunder Bay by Artist Troy Richard Thomas

 I had a wonderful time in Thunder Bay, I met some nice tattooed girls, I had pancakes at Hoito a Skandinavian Restaurant, ate dinner at the Nook an Italian Restaurant. The weather got down into the 40's with spitting rain, it wasn't a kayak day, but I got to meet some really nice people.

  

Fart Cycle by Artist Troy Richard Thomas

 

Pattern by Artist Troy Richard Thomas

 

Sunset at Grand Island by Artist troy Richard Thomas

                                                  Munising, Michigan

Pattern by Artist Troy Richard Thomas

 

Bear by Artist Troy Richard Thomas

 

Pattern by Artist Troy Richard Thomas

 

Poem From the book {Lion and the Sun} by Artist Troy Richard Thomas

 War, Peace, Pandemic, Racism, Murder, Rifle

Guns, Bombs, Grenades, Poverty, Oligarchy

Cops, Police, Stupidity, Elitism, School, Fools

Greed, Rich, Poor, Middle Class, Despair

No Future, Global Warming, Fires, Storms, Drought

Human Ugliness, Sour Krauts, White Supremacy

Conservative Christian, Conservative Islam

Solar, Wind, Hydro, The End of Oil.

I just wanted to make a few bucks and sit and relax out in the patio garden, but you always have to worry about what's coming up next.

Is there a real future for humanity or are we fucked?

Pattern by Artist Troy Richard Thomas

 

Lake Superior by Artist Troy Richard Thomas

 

Pattern by Artist Troy Richard Thomas

 

Pattern by Artist Troy Richard Thomas

 

Boat House at Atikaki by Artist Troy Richard Thomas

 

Poetry from the book {Bunny Hop} by Artist Troy Richard Thomas

 I am tired and sat down next to a tree

Will I become Rip VanWinkle

I wake up in 3040 and I am floating atop a burger stand

The wilderness I sat down in has turned into a concrete landscape of a bombed out city

Peter Pan and tinkerbell fly above the buildings dropping gasoline bombs

Like a lava flow people are flowing across the pavement

A giant earthworm is picking up human riders

The fish cast out for people with video game lures

Giant hooks pop out of the lures and the fish drag the humans into the water and swallow them whole in a big bass mouth

How we have become the world

It's so easy to fall in place, conform, and turn into a piece of shit

I float with my boat tied to my hand and spin into a dream on the Upper Iowa

You needn't dream here, everything is done for you

Sorting robots roam through the trash looking for precious metals in trash bag heaven

Row crop money, sweet as honey

As the sun sets through the smoky dust, genetic vampires wake up and roam the streets looking for blood and popsicles.

Mississippi River by Artist Troy Richard Thomas

 

Poetry from the book {Bunny Hop} by Artist Troy Richard Thomas

Wednesday June 19, 1991 Lime Springs to Lansing Iowa Upper Iowa River, Mississippi River

         Eighteen days and the journey ends

           Well how do you feel my friend

      Being on that water wheel is a great ride

Betrayed, trust, tired, hurt, hiding in the greenery

The navigation channel is not the river, the backwaters are the flow

Anything between the mountains is the Mississippi

                 The glory is the sun (Helios)

                   The trees cry out for rain

An eagle feather spirals down from the clouds and lands on the boat

The owl talks, the great blue heron scoops up a fish

       Tom cats swimming among the stumps

Fishermen sitting slumped in their boats under the sun, waiting for that fish to hit their lure

These people are proudly naked to the world

People that love the human society of chit chat

When I am on the water I am the ocean, I am loved.

 

Storm Damage at the Art Studio

 

Storm Damage at the Art Studio

 

Storm Damage at the Art Studio

 

Painting in the Garden

Poem from the book {Lion and the Sun} by Artist Troy Richard Thomas

                          The landscaping job

 Lifting 80 pound concrete blocks one by one into a wheelbarrow

                  Wheeling them to the job site

                     Stacking 80 pound blocks

Lifting 40 pound cap blocks into the wheelbarrow

                     Wheeling to the job site

                 Stacking 40 pound cap blocks

Digging trench, moving earth with a shovel and hands

                       Hitting roots and rocks

Removing roots with clippers, axe, and chainsaw

              Fingers ripped, torn, and bruised

Moving 80 pound concrete blocks to place them in

             Level and relevel 80 pound blocks

Shifting blocks backwards and forwards till they look right and match

         Moving paving bricks in place till level

You might have to move a brick out 3 to 5 times till it looks level and good

Move bricks to brick yard so they are out of the way

      Move sand in and brush into the cracks

             Than wash out the excess sand

Revaluate, move a few bricks to make it perfect

Drive home with hands turned to claws, arms and legs hurting

  Get up in the morning and do it all over again.

Red Canoe on moose lake by Artist Troy Richard Thomas

                            Ely, Minnesota

Poetry from the book {The Lion and the Sun} by Artist Troy Richard Thomas

                     Angry young and poor

                 Angry middle aged and poor

90 years old and rich, what the hell can you do with it.

Poetry from the book {The Lion and the Sun} by Artist Troy Richard Thomas

        In America it's every man for himself

       In America your either living or dying

If you're dying it's probably because you can't afford the health care system

Maybe you choked on a peanut because you can't afford the $500 dollar epi-pen, $60 dollars in Canada

In America you can work in cerfdom at a hotel cleaning rooms and never get ahead

In America where the gun is your only friend (the Cowboy way)

Freedom has to be fought for, if the vote doesn't get you there, than there will be blood on the streets

In America there's no safety net, if you fail, you fall and you're homeless

    If your lucky you can live out of your car

If your unlucky and sleeping under a street lamp and a cop comes along and tells you to move your car, and it escalates into shots fired

You sit bleeding out in your car for the high crime of being poor.

Paintings at the Studio Gallery

                    Troy Thomas Art Gallery

Paintings at the Studio Gallery

                    Troy Thomas Art Gallery

Tree by Artist Troy Richard Thomas

Maytag Factory Worker by Artist Troy Richard Thomas

The Maytag Company once a thriving company with one of the best washers and dryers on the market. Was closed down by the greed of corporate leaders, Wallstreet , and outside hiring of people who didn't care about Newton, Iowa.

Pattern by Artist Troy Richard Thomas

Pattern by Artist Troy Richard Thomas

Sunset Pattern by Artist Troy Richard Thomas

Pattern by Artist Troy Richard Thomas

Pattern by Artist Troy Richard Thomas

Pattern by Artist Troy Richard Thomas