The sights and sounds of
Tommy Kern
A little about me
Writer, storyteller, photographer, woodworker, plant killer, trying to get what’s in my head.. out of my head.
I believe wholeheartedly in fashion over function.
My calves are bigger than they deserve to be. I didn’t work for them. They’re genetic gifts from my father, and actually make my life more difficult at times. Slim jeans are a bitch to get off & running up-hill sucks more than it should.
I’ve been told too many times to count, that I’m mysteriously charming – My internal dialog scoffs at such a preposterous claim. My external dialog would like nothing more than for that to be true.
Music gives me life. And hope.
There are songs out there, that are literally more important to me than some humans I know.
I never ever call anyone [except my father] out of the blue (or, for the love of god, show up somewhere, unannounced), because it feels like a solicitation of attention.
I believe graffiti is more important than a lot of gallery art. I believe poetry can save the world.
I am a hippie at heart, and I’ve spent most of my life working to fully live out this existence.
I think I’m a nice guy.

Story Time
Where my soul sits
My soul does not reside in this moment. But in the memory of sitting in the grass with unknown music, playing around us.. the sun beating down on my wide brimmed hat, keeping time with the bass and drums. It sits in sticky puddles of baked beans, blood sausage, pickle...
Storybender
Blame game, it's all the same. I guess. Wipe your feet on the rug before you come inside I'm here to list.'SHUT THE FUCK UP'... Oh. OK, and I'm the one with a speech impediment & food insecurities?? You got caught in the mist - and your shirt's bleeding green and...
I am alive
Walk with me. Here, take this ~ Neatly wrapped in three translucent layers of slightly used (but clean) cheesecloth. Covered in lavender bloom and honey bee embroidery. And perfectly pleated corners.Loose twine tied - handmade, flower embedded paper - and a message...