I have two pieces of art and a poem inspired by the great Nina Simone and her song “Wild is the Wind” on Marianne Szlyk’s musical blog “The song is…” You can see them here, along with a fun essay by Bill Cushing on not driving. Marianne has also included a link to the song, as well as a variety of other musical pleasures.
“The song is..” features a lot of interesting writing, art, and music, so take a look around while you’re there.
The crown of red
set on your little head
is charged with all your fighting blood.
Yes, that excrescence
makes a most virile presence,
plus all that vulgar beauty of iridescence.
A couple was sitting on their couch watching the Simpsons. It was such a cute little vignette; I drew it the next day from memory.
Write: pictures talk.
I like emoji and have since they made their way from Japan. So cute, so 😇 innocent, so fun.
There are twenty five animals not counting fish🐠and amphibians🐊. There are bugs too. All kinds of other ones like foods and faces. But this post is just animals.
Have an emoji day 😀😘🐶🎼👍🏻.
Netflix is doing a great documentary series called “Abstract”. Last night we watched the one about Christophe Neimann, an illustrator who currently lives in Berlin. I was beyond inspired. Mr. Neimann’s work can be seen on numerous New Yorker covers and can be followed on Instagram @abstractsundays.
I took my husband to this cute little noodle place for lunch yesterday. He was under the weather and I thought a bowl of ramen would help. We had pork dumplings, chicken wings and two bowls of ramen.
They had a very charming mural–drawn in white on a black background–I loved it. Took some pictures so I could share. I thought it was so cute that the dog was a Shibu Inu.
Lines that quote
the face, the hair, the
reign of years
first captured by sculpted earth.
Copy as copy copied.
I went to the Met to see Max Beckmann (excellent) and ended up drawing masks, as usual. The one above is French, from the 1800’s, sculpted on a vessel of some sort.
I drew this Mexican “twisted face mask” (dated 600-900) twice, because it looked very different from each side. It reminded me of Jack Davis’ artistic attempts to define his relationship to his autistic brother Mike. It must have been based on a member of the community, providing a link to the long-standing effort of humans to consider and include those who fall outside the spectrum of “normal”.
This grinning monkey from the Ivory Coast also caught my eye.
The poem uses the Secret Keeper’s prompt words this week.
I’ll be here a bit irregularly for awhile as I have some projects I need to finish…