I’m having problems on WP. I am unable to ‘Like’ and such.
And under ‘The Bell’ I have only an endlessly spinning blue circle…
Seems to me there’s been some kind of update and everything is topsy turvy.
I want to visit you but there are ‘obstacles’…
Sometimes you just have to laugh!
two foolish ones
attempt
a meaningful conversation
in the night
on the doorstep of spring
their words
slow syllables
emerging
fragmenting
dissolving
their words
dance dark
and
dizzying waltzes
stumbling
falling
under starless skies
they cannot agree
who has the key
to the door
forgetting
it is never
locked
wanting to leave
but tangled
in webs of words
paralyzed
by the spider’s eye
two foolish ones
in the dark
struggling
to speak
to hear
while beyond the door
quiet
brightness
waits
poem and art by clinock.
acrylic and mixed media on paper. 12″ x 10″.
tangled confusion,
fractured uncertainty.
one floats away
the other balances
on the edge.
the light is all wrong.
mazes keep in
bars keep out.
the fires lose heat
in the freezing air.
cold silence muffles
all meaning and
harmony is lost
to disintegrating
composition.
can this one be saved?
perhaps multiple layers
of white are needed,
a tabula rasa on which
to begin again
but this time
without the colours
of the heart,
simple earth tones maybe
applied with the practicality
of a tractor
ploughing a field,
a mechanical approach,
technical, rational
with no attachment
to the harvest.
Art and poem by clinock.
Art: Black Sphere. 24″ x 18″. acrylic on paper.
A set of small cards – 2.5″ x 3.5″ – made by me for a friend – one a day, with a quote on the reverse. Day 1 – medium: Collage.
To define a thing is to substitute the definition for the thing itself. Georges Braque
art rat cafe 