It has been a long winter.
Renovations have not come easily
but they have come and I’m sure
will continue to come
until I am bones in the beaks of crows.
My muse rings the changes too.
It’s a game we play, it’s called hide and seek.
There are blindfolds on both sides
and the snow has been deep
and renovations have been difficult.
But don’t hear me wrong,
there is always laughter, wonder and light,
the sparkle of space and love
as I sweep the corners clean
and imagine everything new again.
Art and poem by clinock
Painting: Winter Muse. 20 x 16”. Acrylic on canvas.
Hello everyone. The changes are obvious I think. I hope you have no problems with navigation. I am working on a separate ‘portfolio / gallery’ site just for my art. I will post the link when complete.
Renovations, actual, virtual or metaphorical are ongoing.
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.