douglas brent smith

Happy Faces On Parade

Happy Faces on Parade - sketch by douglas brent smith

Hairy Ape

Hairy Ape -- mixed media sketch by douglas brent smith, 1984

bizarre ensemble duo

bizarre ensemble duo -- sketch by douglas brent smith, from "the bizarre chronicles, volume one" 1984

Vans In Space

Vans In Space - collage by douglas brent smith

anonymous, take a number

i am not anonymous

i am not a number you can push around

so get off my back!

do not pigeon-hole me or

patronize me or

i'll come unglued

not the common man

i get uncommon as often as i can

so stop measuring me

reassuringly

i am not anonymous

i am not a number you can push around

so get off my back!

-- douglas brent smith

Valuable Merchandise

Valuable Merchandise -- collage by douglas brent smith, 1978

Unstoppable In Collageland

Unstoppable In Collageland -- collage by douglas brent smith, 1980

well?

he was cute and

younger than me but

not illegally younger

and wearing a tight

orange and purple

shirt that had written

across the chest

"are you gay?" and

he smiled and i thought

"isn't everyone?"

-- douglas brent smith

Two Guitars

Two Guitars -- sketch by douglas brent smith

Road Control

Road Control - collage by douglas brent smith, 30 January 1984

Strength is not a zero-sum game. Your strength does not subtract strength from anyone else (or shouldn't). Someone else's strength does not subtract from yours. Sometimes we act like it does, but it need not be that way. As high performance leaders our job is to help others to develop their strength. In the process, we develop our own.

Our strength does not depend on anyone's weakness. We never need for anyone else to ever be less in order for us to be more. We can all grow. We can all improve. We can, and should, all develop our leadership strength.

-- doug smith

Now Go!

Now Go! collage by douglas brent smith, 27 January 1984

the night after

i saw it coming and started running

but it never seemed to stop

it flashed like a light in the middle of the night

and exploded with a loud piercing pop

the morning hit me and my shirt didn't fit me

and beer cans were bent at my feet

i walked to the kitchen someone started bitchin'

and led me back to the street

cars were passing and hustlers were hassling

every new face that strolled by

i jumped to the street dodging the heat

while my feet did their best to fly

like a circus clown in a strange dark town

i reached for your number and phoned

come save me from this with a smile and a kiss

it's too much to face all alone

you balked and you stalled and said why did you call?

you need to find someplace to stay

the high that sustained us was destined to fall

and the feelings have all flown away.

-- douglas brent smith