We all look through windows surrounded by the sea (for Howard Hodgkin)

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Equal to
the task:  a gesture,
the texture
of brushstrokes,
a conversation beyond
white.  Abstractions act

as ruses,
memories summoned
into light.
Dig deeply
into the familiar and
hold it close.  Timeless.

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I wanted to acknowledge the great Howard Hodgkin, who died this week at age 84.  My collage is an homage to his painting, above, “For Matisse”.  His work often evokes windows, a subject Matisse was fond of as well.

The poem uses the secret keeper’s words for this week.

Large Hat/Face

This started out as lines on a large sheet of paper. It became a face wearing a beehive hat (no bees though, those are leaves). 

When the Cold Wind Blows

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If you see fire, if
fire is spilled, smothered by rain,
stolen from the sun–

are bridges burned, rivers run
dry?  A cold flaming.  Unquenched.

James Taylor released his album “Sweet Baby James” in 1970, the year I graduated from high school.  It was a constant in my life for the next few years, and remains a touchstone for remembering that time.

When Colleen title her tanka challenge this week “Fire and Rain”, James Taylor’s song immediately began to play in my head.  Almost all the songs on “Sweet Baby James” talk about the sun, yet there’s a touch of melancholy in every word.  Colleen’s prompt photo, too, seems to reflect these contradictory feelings.  Endings, beginnings:  fire and rain.  My tanka is an imagined conversation with the album and the song.

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You can read the lyrics to “Fire and Rain” (the source of my tanka’s title) and listen to the song here.  James discusses some of his songs for Rolling Stone, with musical accompaniment, here.  (But you don’t need to explain yourself, James.  We understand these feelings only too well.)

Graffiti 4–final version

Mainly just added the white flow pen. 

And here are the four together on a wall. 

Postcard Fiction: On the Other Side

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All sleep ends up on the other side
There’s a turning point that takes everything everywhere
outside of time and space
poised on the edge of nowhere

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Jane Dougherty’s Sunday Strange microfiction prompt, a painting by Hans Thoma.

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Draw a Bird (3). 

I had been thinking about Draw a Bird day  but when I saw Kerfe’s rooster I sat down with paint. This family came out (birds) but I realized it was also a metaphor for my current family dynamic (three adults, one with ADD, living in a small nest). It does make me go up to my art room and paint more so there’s that. Anyway, happy Draw a Bird day, honored tradition on WordPress, and a shout out to all the great people who “flock” here. 

Graffiti 3

Arches paper, gouache, colored pencil. 

It’s still the Year of the Rooster (Draw a Bird Day)

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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.

–Elizabeth Bishop, “Roosters”
In honor of International Women’s Day, an excerpt from a poem by the wonderful Elizabeth Bishop.  You can read the entire work here.
March Rooster Fact:  This Year of the Rooster contains a leap month, to catch up the lunar calendar with the solar calendar.  So it will be 384 days long.
Drawing in Neocolors, smudged with wet paper towels.

Graffiti 2

Arches paper painted yellow, gouache, colored pencil, printed images. 

Couple of details. 

Graffiti 1

I started a series yesterday. This is Arches paper painted black, gouache, colored pencil and a white fluid marker. 

A little detail