Christophe Neimann

img_3959

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 hope I’m not breaking any copyright laws by posting some of his work. Here are some other examples. Just brilliant. 

Scenes from Ani Ramen House

img_3942

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. 

Here’s a guy with a Mohawk hairdo slurping his noodles on some rounded steps. 
And a chair that somehow looks very Japanese. 

I really liked it but never could have drawn it in its entirety hence the sampling. Here is a shot of the mural. Very nice work!

Unmasked

french-mask

Lines that quote
the face, the hair, the
reign of years
first captured by sculpted earth.
Copy as copy copied.
Serial disguise.

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.

twisted-face-mask-s

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”.

grinning-monkey

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…

Postcard Fiction: Something Waiting

1-here-s

2-waiting-s

3-question-s

4-passage-s

here in the darkness
something waiting    a question
the passage between

Jane Dougherty’s “strange and creepy” prompt painting this week, by Gabriel von Max,  is mysterious and enigmatic.

gabriel-von-jane-painting

That shadow figure is definitely not bringing tidings of comfort and joy.

something-waiting-s

 

(I Love) Gucci

img_3924

Not that I have anything by them but I really love this line recently. A guy I met pulled out his Gucci wallet and I asked to take a picture of it. 

Gucci is doing some wild stuff lately. Here’s a closeup shot of the wallet:
Here is a bag I love. Only $3500. Maybe I’ll get it as a birthday present. 

I really love the wonderful textures and colors of Gucci’s recent merch. I’ll leave you with an outfit from the runway show Resort 2017. 

Gucci: gotta love it. 

The Darkest Hour

fire-wands-s

Invisible to eyes in daylight
the future waits, unworn.  Questions
recast as fire, fate moving
backward to the crossroads.
Neither here nor there,
meeting places
disappear.
Not quite
lost.

Found
in dreams
that circle
unremembered.
Seeking refuge in
hidden meanings, beyond.
But when the journey divides
into before and after, what
prediction can find the line between?

flame

A response to Sue Vincent’s prompt this week, Flame.

In Trust (over and over again you recognize that you don’t exist yet)

dont-exist-yet-scan-s

And what will I give up?
Do I have to choose?
Will I know what I’ve done?
Or does someone take it?

The ghost of me breathing.
The step in the step back.
Cold light in warm darkness.
I will hold my shadow open.

for dVerse quadrille #26 ghost

Follow the Drinking Gourd

drinking-gourd-s

If the Devil calls,
sing powerful thoughts: a love
that composes hope.

Inscribe celestial paths,
showing the way to freedom.

For Black History Month, the Borough President’s office is hosting an exhibit of quilts by members of the New York Quilters of Color Network.  Some of the quilts incorporate patterns used as codes for travelers on the Underground Railroad.  Seeing the North Star pattern reminded me of the song “Follow the Drinking Gourd”–the drinking gourd being the dipper, home of Polaris, the North Star.

north-star-close-up-s

The North Star here is surrounded by another coded quilt pattern, the Wagon Wheel.  The words are from the secret keeper and Colleen’s tanka challenge this week.

The Fifth Fact
By Sarah Browning

For Ben’s project he must research five facts
about his African-American hero and write them
on posterboard. He chooses Harriet Tubman,
whose five facts are: Her father’s name was Ben.
Her mother’s name was Old Rit. She was born
in 1820 and died in 1913. She was born in Maryland
and died in New York. Ben asks for advice
about his fifth fact and I suggest: She led more than
300 people to freedom. Ben sighs the way he does
now and says, Everyone knows that, Mom.
You can read the rest of Sarah Browning’s wonderful poem here.
If only, Ben.  If only everyone knew their history.

Short Poem Saturday – Haiku – Roig

Another collaboration with the wonderful Marcy Erb…Thanks Marcy!

Illustrated Poetry

photograph of Roig Haiku collageunleaf me and go
your shadows are ghosting me
lost blurred indistinct
– Kerfe Roig

I have been introduced to so many of you through Ms. Kerfe Roig’s amazing collaborative blog, Method Two Madness, and vice versa, that it almost doesn’t need an introduction. But if by chance you found your way to Illustrated Poetry by another means, I do strongly recommend you head over to Ms. Roig’s blog and check out the art and poetry posted daily by both Kerfe and her best friend Nina.

Ms. Roig sent me this haiku way back last July, in preparation for a possible series on seasonal transitions. I knew immediately what I wanted to do for an illustration – a textured, layered collage. But two things happened on the way to this post: I needed to take my blogging hiatus and I also kept wondering, “how do I photograph/scan/etc that piece for display…

View original post 58 more words

Deer Skull in Camouflage 

img_3917

I don’t really know where these skulls come from. I’d like to think they died peacefully in the woods and were found a while later. In truth they may have been shot and killed so I guess it’s ironic that I’d paint one in a camouflage pattern. 

I’m no expert but I think this is a young one. Only three points. Thank you, deer.