Thursday, January 26, 2012

out of the fire. out of the rock.


two new pieces with history. 

the former,
built upon a page
from an ancient book
that narrowly escaped destruction
by fire
in a castle
in the mountains
of eastern europe
a hundred years
ago.

the latter,
a quest for the essence of the thing
a meditation on
an ode to
a hundred year old
love story.
i find at the heart of it
poetry
about a girl
out of the rock

'no red
on her lips
no gold circles
at her wrists
a human being
she walked the edge.

her hands
rocks
her strong back
straight
silenced
the water and
the red lips
too.

she seemed
to come out of the rock
and to return to it
she
the living spirit of
the morning,
white,
blindingly white,
and the sea
just still,
below.'

13 comments:

  1. The work is lovely as are the arrangements.

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  2. wow! I was going to try to write something clever. How can I? They speak from themselves. Love.

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  3. You've got a great title for your your beautiful blog. I've found you by the interview with Leslie.

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  4. I love the first piece……incredible the beautiful tones that come from burnt paper. I'm working on a series in sculpture related to this idea.

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  5. ...the living spirit of the morning .... beautiful!

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  7. thank you, wonderful people! i apologize for the delayed response. work is in full swing at the new house and when i am not working, i am passed out. but i am hoping to write an update here soon.

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  8. Extraordinary- words and images, both.

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  9. I am always moved the most by artists who can write such poetic words.. to look at an image and write about it...wonderful.

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  10. thank you, sharmon!

    donna, i never thought i was one of those people. i find that what helps with the poetry is editing out the unnecessary.

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  11. oh, i'm swooning like goodness knows what!

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