Demented Confessions 2 – The Dive

The Dive

leaving the eye nest

waiting to dive into green man

this is who we were

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Art and haiku by clinock.

The Dive. 8″ (20.32 cm) x 6″ (15.24 cm). Mixed media relief in cradled panel.

fāz/the carnival is over

after the Carnival

warm and salty winds

caress bones and sad singing

of a dancing past

 

 

The Carnival is Over. 18×14″. Acrylic on paper on panel.

Painting and haiku by clinock.

Iconicalities. touch

goosegoose

 

photo and poem by clinock – photo from Siena, Italy.

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i•con (ˈaɪ kɒn)

  1. a picture, image or other representation.
  2. an image of Christ, a saint, etc., venerated as sacred.
  3. a sign or representation that stands for something by virtue of a resemblance or analogy to it: an icon of womanhood.
  4. a person or thing that is revered or idolized: a pop icon.
  5. a small graphic image on a computer screen representing a disk drive, a file, or a software command.

[1565–75; < Latin < Greek eikn likeness, image, figure]

Uncovered Treasure 5

Dance

we are the dance

at the heart

of every atom,

stillness in motion,

moving in and out of light

through forest, through water,

through the wings of birds,

the humble flesh of worms,

the addict in the alley

and the lovers.

galaxies die and reform

in the space between breaths,

we empty and are filled,

we circle the sun,

magic spirals

from heart to heart

across arcs of spinning stars

as we dance the dance

and lightly disappear

into each other.

 

In a recent mid-winter apartment purge I uncovered a set of 35 mm slides from some mist-enshrouded past era of my life. These photographic images enchant me, as they must have done many moons ago when I originally captured them on slide film.

Not owning a slide projector I scanned them into digital form and looked at them on my laptop. The images were visual poetry to me and words began to form around each one…

This post is the fifth of a series in which I will share these uncovered visual treasures paired with writings evoked by each slide.

I am also fascinated by the journey of the process these images have gone through over a long period of time. Originally an unknown photographer created an image using a film camera, manipulating and printing it using chemicals in a darkroom. The image was then purchased, photographed a second time and printed in a book where I found it and transformed it into slide film…a photograph of a photograph of a photograph. Using technology that was barely there when I made the slides, I scan the image, another form of photographic reproduction, adding a fourth layer to the process. Perhaps posting the image on WP could be considered a fifth stratum?

No doubt the images have deteriorated in quality as they have traveled through time but I accept this as an intrinsic characteristic of the process. Rather than treat the aging as a defect I prefer to see it as another face of beauty.

 I have no record of the original photographers of these images. If anyone out there recognizes the photographs please let me know and I will immediately add due credit to the artist.

poem by clinock.

Uncovered Treasure 4

branch and blossom

winter’s skeleton

fragments the haunted heavens

but life blossoms on

 

In a recent mid-winter apartment purge I uncovered a set of 35 mm slides from some mist-enshrouded past era of my life. These photographic images enchant me, as they must have done many moons ago when I originally captured them on slide film.

Not owning a slide projector I scanned them into digital form and looked at them on my laptop. The images were visual poetry to me and words began to form around each one…

This post is the fourth of a series in which I will share these uncovered visual treasures paired with writings evoked by each slide.

I am also fascinated by the journey of the process these images have gone through over a long period of time. Originally an unknown photographer created an image using a film camera, manipulating and printing it using chemicals in a darkroom. The image was then purchased, photographed a second time and printed in a book where I found it and transformed it into slide film…a photograph of a photograph of a photograph. Using technology that was barely there when I made the slides, I scan the image, another form of photographic reproduction, adding a fourth layer to the process. Perhaps posting the image on WP could be considered a fifth stratum?

No doubt the images have deteriorated in quality as they have traveled through time but I accept this as an intrinsic characteristic of the process. Rather than treat the aging as a defect I prefer to see it as another face of beauty.

 I have no record of the original photographers of these images. If anyone out there recognizes the photographs please let me know and I will immediately add due credit to the artist.

haiku by clinock.