“Do you know," Peter asked, "why swallows build in the eaves of houses? It is to listen to the stories.” ~ J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan

3.23.2010

a hint of aqua with an undertone of life

another cell phone picture,
maggie in the front yard a couple of weekends ago
when it was warm,
me sitting in a child's chair next to her,
the aqua one,
the door reflecting back other chairs inside the house
&
i just like this,
like the smooshed together quality,
like the memory of the sun on my arms & neck
&
maggie staying close.

it's a very girly-looking picture,
the lattice work on one of the inside chairs
almost lace,
the pattern of the dry ground
also feminine & lacy,
the green grass in the corner
another petticoat.
i'm not sure how much of all that I really saw
when I took the picture,
not sure how much i just sensed,
but
i wasn't surprised
when i saw the image on the computer screen.

and that makes me smile,
that not being surprised,
but also the not knowing exactly,
because it's how i work a painting,
having an idea where it's going,
but letting it lead me also.
not seeing all the details
until the painting is finished
&
then saying yes, i remember making that line,
how perfect it is right there
&
how perfectly it reflects that other line.

from the movie sideways:
". . . it's a living thing. I like to think about what was going on the year the grapes were growing; how the sun was shining; if it rained. I like to think about all the people who tended and picked the grapes. And if it's an old wine, how many of them must be dead by now. I like how wine continues to evolve, like if I opened a bottle of wine today it would taste different than if I'd opened it on any other day, because a bottle of wine is actually alive. And it's constantly evolving and gaining complexity . . . "

that's my goal for my paintings,
for my photographs,
to have them stay alive,
to make you wonder what was going on
the year the paint was mixed,
the day the shutter clicked.
it's a biggie, i know.
but i want it.
i didn't know that until i began to write this.
oh.
and i also want to write.
i want it all.
shouldn't i have all of this & passionate kisses?

9 comments:

  1. It is so true that things exist only in their moment...

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  2. Yes, what a photo, I think I could look at it for hours and keep seeing new things...in that, so much like a painting, surreal yet real, and your writing, the same sense of wonder, discovery. And as always, both are simply, stunningly beautiful.

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  3. Liz - LOL! I love that. She's in the lower left hand corner - in fact, she's most of the lower left hand side. Squint your eyes - it may help.

    So I ask myself - is it a good photo if the viewer can't tell what she's seeing? :) I have to think about this!

    xoxo
    Debi

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  4. I love this photo....smooshed as it is !
    it reminds me of one that I have from sabrina ward harrison and painted on the front it says "believe"

    you are a believer my friend.....and a "wanter" and I truly think you can't be one without the other !

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  5. What a beautiful image you've captured. And it's such an amazing act of trust to "let our art lead us." Certainly requires a divine letting go... challenging for this control freak! But it's hard to argue with the creative outcome.

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  6. a writer . an artist . i wish i could be my words are so stuck...but I know what i like and aqua chairs reflecting in the window are pretty close to the top of whatever list i have in my red head...

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  7. interesting photo. I think it's a good thing to make the viewer wonder. makes it strong. i think you always do this in your work.
    top most - i wish i could write.

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