Archive | June 2017

Self Portrait #20b (after Klee)

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Lune shining through me
like a galaxy
that flies

Wings I can not see
vibrate suddenly
surprise

Caught invisibly
beyond memory
tides rise

This self-portrait uses the same Klee painting for a reference as my last one, but I have done it in collage, as I said I hope to do.  I’ve taken more liberties this time as well.  The round face reminded me of the moon, and that was my inspiration for my choice of collage papers.

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The poem uses the lai form, which I saw on dVerse in early June, but did not have time to attempt then.

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It’s a New Moon today…start something!

You can see all the self portraits so far here.

dusting and dancing

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Are fairies dusting
the air?  Lights glimmer, dancing
magic in reply.

Colleen is celebrating International Fairy Day (Saturday) with her word prompt this week.  Time to dance!

Threaded

twilight 1s

On its way
from crimson to blue,
violet bleeds
dusk–verses
threaded through the deep silence
of retreating skies.

Sue Vincent’s photo prompt, below, was the inspiration for my embroidered watercolor and poem.

The land and air have morphed into water I think….

My Dad

My Dad was a happy guy. Even in this picture taken shortly before his death, he never complained. He lost his wife, his house, his driver’s license and his mind but he was never angry (at least that he showed). Father’s Day used to include a big party up at Camp Veritans–my Dad ran the games. He was always a fun dad and was very encouraging of my art and music. I miss him. 

Happy Father’s Day to all the Dads and to the moms who did double duty. 

windows

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windows magnetic

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how far the wind sails
ghosts skying home
remembering a father
I hear voices
dancing
like
windows through time

Thinking of my father on Father’s Day.

Collage inspired by a Paul Klee drawing.

Conjuring

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Can today assume tomorrow? Time travels without a map, like branches reaching toward the sun.

staring into light
eyes enter mind, as presence
always becoming

Seeking the hour of forever, the question lingers: is it too late or too early?

with smoke and mirrors
the gaps confuse prediction–
nothing is revealed

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This may or may not be a haibun, but it was composed for Colleen’s poetry challenge this week, once again incorporating prompt words from the Secret Keeper.  I was also inspired by the wonderful tree and light artistry of Sue Vincent and Claudia McGill.

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Sky Dancing

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like calligraphy
skywriting black against blue
clouds and trees dancing

Sue Vincent’s photo prompt, above, gave me a chance to try an idea I’ve been thinking about for awhile.  A few years ago I did a cross-stitch poem on paper, and I was intrigued by the pattern that appeared on the back.  This seemed the perfect opportunity to see what would happen if I tried it over some watercolor collaged together.

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I think I may have overdone it with the stitching, but I can always pull some out; the holes in the paper will make a subtle and interesting pattern too.  I’ll look at it for awhile and think about it.

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Here’s the poem side, with part of the haiku and some patterns (I wanted to try those out as well).

 

Two Panels (for Jane)

My sister would have been 64 today. She always said when she retired she would be my agent. I wonder what she would think of the large pile of paintings I’ve done since she died. (Jane died in 2013. Kerfe suggested doing a blog as a way for us to share art with each other in 2014 so my sister never saw it). 

This is another blot, then cut in half. These are an enjoyable way to knock off an abstract. 

Matisse’s Chair

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The Boston Museum of Art has an exhibit of the works of Matisse along with many of the objects he used in his drawings and paintings.  He found this chair in an antique store and had to have it.  What a find…the arms are eels!

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I went to Boston this weekend to visit my daughter and see the show.  You can never get too much Matisse in my opinion (having this year also been to see him in Baltimore and Montclair).  And there are always works I haven’t seen before, like one of his first collages, above.  I like how he drew/painted the objects and then cut them out and arranged them.

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There were some beautiful textiles, like this North African cut screen.

matisse porrait s

And of course he drew from his textile collection to drape the models for his portraits.

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I love the vibrant colors in the still life above.

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And I had never seen this paper cut out before.

burial urn s

The museum is good for wandering.  Suddenly you’re in a room with this burial urn from Mesoamerica.  That’s a bat on top.

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Botticelli…luminous.

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John Wilson’s Martin Luther King Jr. prints were a highlight.

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Eldzier Cortor, another African American artist in the museum’s collection, shaped many of his print plates.  This one is full of visions.

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There was a small show of the prints of Terry Winters, another favorite of mine.  I always want to recreate his organic visions in stitch.

And we didn’t even get to the Monets!  Next visit…

 

Saturday drawing

This one reminds me quite a bit of davisbrotherlylove.wordpress.com. It was just two shapes connecting with each other. 

In the first version I wrote some quasi poetic lines right on the picture. I didn’t like it and painted it out with black ink. 

I’m making a Star Wars neck piece for my cousin’s baby shower. Can you tell how cheesy it is?