God’s eye balls fell to Earth. God fumbled through the universe growing new eyes. They were old and tired and not much smarter than a mouse, but they could see the marrow inside the smallest spiritual bone.
Pigments on rag, 28 × 36 inches (71.1 × 91.4 cm), 2014




There was a time of day when the bulls and I got real bad ideas at exactly the same time.
Pigments on rag, 20 × 26 inches (50.8 × 66 cm), 2018




No matter how hard he tried, when next to her, his inner beast just seemed a little dim.
Pigments on rag, 22 × 30 inches (55.9 × 76.2 cm), 2016




Shit hit the fan so often the fan had a place at table.
Pigments on rag, 26 × 20 inches (66 × 50.8 cm), 2019




Pensive racist
Pigments on rag, 13 × 10 inches (33 × 25.4 cm), 2010




Confusion one second before mindless rage.
Pigments on rag, 13 × 10 inches (33 × 25.4 cm), 2010




Crispy cowboy, crispy sheep, and crispy Little Bo Peep begin to believe in global warming.
Pigments on rag, 22 × 30 inches (55.9 × 76.2 cm), 2016




The two headed woman knew one head would die first so they both learned the art of ventriloquism early.
Pigments on rag, 22 × 30 inches (55.9 × 76.2 cm), 2019




It was too high a cow for the milk of human kindness.
Pigments on rag, 13 × 9 inches (33 × 22.9 cm), 2020




Camping on the edge of the great big eye.
Pigments on rag, 22 × 30 inches (55.9 × 76.2 cm), 2016




The road to nowhere is not always an ugly hike. Pigments on rag, 22 × 30 inches (55.9 × 76.2 cm), 2020

All artworks copyright Roger Clay Palmer, forthcoming in Roger Clay Palmer by KMEC Books.

New York- and Florida-based artist Roger Clay Palmer (born 1947) has been painting, drawing, and writing for over 50 years.

Read Roger Clay Palmer interviewed by Jake Brodsky.