life has been troubled
jaws and sharp teeth
collected in death
An hourglass poem, from Jane Dougherty’s challenge this week.
As usual, I have explanations for both the art and the words.
I was looking for a collage I thought I had started in my “ideas” bin, which is full of things I thought about and did a little bit to start (so I didn’t forget about the idea), with the intent to go back and complete them at some future date. It’s full, needless to say, as I have many more thoughts than I have time to realize them.
I didn’t find the collage, but I found about 15 “Rorschachs” that I’ve been doing for awhile with leftover paint. Most of them need a lot of fleshing out–I was mostly thinking of stitching over them–but this one stood out for me as being complete in itself. Found Art, really, as all I did was drip the leftover colors onto the paper and fold it to see what would happen. Looks like a predator to me…of course, you may see something different…
Since the art was “found”, I constructed the poem in a “found” method I’ve used before. I looked for an article on predators online, pulled out words and phrases I liked, and mashed them together in the syllable sequence Jane suggested. The article I used (“What was Earth’s first predator and when did it live?” by Colin Barras) was quite interesting, so I also learned a bit while I was borrowing words. You can read it here.