A peek at my “process” for Poetry as Art for Rahr-West Art Museum Exhibition:

ART AS POETRY/POETRY AS ART

Rahr-West Art Museum, Manitowoc, WI
May 14 – June 18, 2023

Art as Poetry/Poetry as Art is a collaborative effort
where the written word stimulates the creation of visual art and
visual art acts as a muse for the written word.
Poets are invited to submit a poem to spark new artwork.
Artists are invited to provide an image of an existing work to evoke new poetry.
Each artist and poet selects the poem or artwork that excites them
and then the creative juices flow.

My selected poem and poet: Misreading Chinese Poetry by Jenna Rindo

On February 14th I put my thoughts into a thumbnail plan in my journal:


By April 1st I’d roughed out the ground on which the encaustic painting would occur:
and here’s a detail of the finished piece:(to see the whole piece you’ll have to come see the show)(you can click on images for larger view)

Sometimes we find ourselves asking…

“Y” did I weep
while watching the well produced Daisy Jones and The Six,
E5, last evening, when one of the characters said,
“…it was obvious that they made each other better; …until they didn’t”?
“Y” did that line of dialogue strike me so personally?
words on a screen?
triggering such deep heartfelt emotions?
“Y”

image: Memorial Drive, Manitowoc, WI, Leica D-Lux 4

Been a Long Time Coming…

A whole lot of sand
has poured through the hourglass of my life
since last I posted here

I’ve lost people, places and things
over the past many years
and now find myself alone

Near the western shores
of the Great Lake Michigan
“home of the good spirit”

In the days before settlement,
our area was named Manitowoc
by the Native Americans
who called this area their home.
Manitowoc, meaning home of the good spirit,
was regarded as a magical place
for the mixed bands of Ottowa,
Potawatomi, Menominee and Ojibwa people.

And from here, and now,
I hope to renew my self
as well as this imagist/blog

image: Mariner Trail, Manitowoc, WI, iPhone 6s Plus

Friday’s flowers

Friday morning. Cameras still in the car from last outing. Stroll out to the car. Grab the two bags. Walk around the flower beds. Surprised at how many blooms have shriveled into old age; a bit saddened as I consider how short lived their beauty… too much allegory to recent events… for my heart mind. I don’t even remember what lens is on the M. My mood brightens as the blooming vines on the pergola come into view. Reach into the bag. Oh yes. I remember putting the 50 Summilux-R on the M. Didn’t make an exposure since doing so several days ago. This vintage lens will draw softly. Perfect for the melancholy I felt a moment ago. Added two chrome OUFRO rings to get in close. Expose two frames. One each of two different specimens. And I feel complete after a third exposure from the window box on the garage; just outside the rear, side door; just before walking back in to the house… to my home roasted coffee… to the computer… to share these words and pictures. Good morning. Happy Friday.

(click photograph for larger view)

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Leica M, 50 mm Summilux-R + 2 OUFRO