The Lady and the Chimera

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The Lady and the Chimera, 12" x 9", 30.5x23cm, oil on canvas, 2010.


fish live in a ribbon of river in the sky

nor do I sprinkle specks of strands of saffron stars

bouquets of red poppies bloom in paper ice

the soul, a chimera, who gave moments
never to erase
lived words, acts

seeing flying angels makes me laugh...
or you can delete what's in your heart

we are gifts waiting
to give
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I am really wanting to move onto something else, so am going to consider this little painting done. I have painted it with a very small palette knife, really a dental instrument, and a sable brush with about 5 hairs. The paint is very thick. It has taken far longer than I could have imagined.

The chimera is half human and half lion, yes, but originally meant to be a cuddly stuffed animal chimera. His expression is a little more lusty though, isn't it. And that hat!

I think of this as a jazz composition, a riff in paint.

                                                    

Blessings on the New Year

In the enwrapping of the solitudes of the piano trumpet and cello, deep in the ending of the year, I found an ocean of light swirling beneath my feet. Washing away what had passed. Did I mourn as the music mourned? Then the waves lightened and we saw the new day arising like a red cauldron bringing the new year.

                                                    

Ocean of Snow

Without being at home, with many things to do, but at a desk without access to the Internet, and no books or magazines, there was nothing to do but write. So I wrote a short poem about yesterday's moment in the field.

Ocean of Snow

Wind blows a field
of white waves,
lighter than salt.
Flecks melt into my eyes
as I lean against a tree,
mammoth rivulets of bark,
and watch black branches
scrawling waving calligraphies
on the squalls.

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Now I think it 'cut up' prose, really. And yet when I format it in paragraph form it doesn't quite work. It's neither, then. Which is why I call what I do prosepoetry.

                                                    

Miniscule progress...

It's not that I have nothing else to say. It's been a difficult and a beautiful Christmas.

I post miniscule progress... the band of orange behind the Lady and the Chimera ... needs work... and surely I shall not leave the Lady quite so unmanifest, raw... who knows...

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And a detail...

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