you astonish after only one falling away programmed from within you appear to have been the tail no longer needed lost in all-or-none fashion
Tag: poetry
Facing the Wall (8×8)
which of you will be the one that evading prunings yet to come will persist I ask you has it already been decided from within I cannot tell which you are I know only what you are … notes to self: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Synaptic_pruning https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Apoptosis
Poetry of Ted Hughes
My fellow artist, MA peer and husband Alexis Rago has just received a couple of poetry books by Ted Hughes. Alexis particularly likes the Crow poems. Reading these poems prompted me to do some research on Ted Hughes’ psychology. I found this article containing a letter written by Hughes himself, offering first-hand insight. I specifically shared the article with Dwa, […]
Mmmm
Furniture poetry (link) Mmmm, so, what does a painting do when it is not being looked at? Note to self: It matters that it is in the world// whether it is looked at or not – it is there, to be looked at// waiting // waiting indefinitely// being an uncertainty//life defining//defined by it//make video painting poetry//reverse pictopoiesis?//mm […]
Pictopoiesis and Practopoiesis
I much appreciated Danko Nikolic’s comment on the latest pictopoiesis video and have selected for this post a short animation which I found in my library – it comes across to me as being how the invisible activity of a (living) thought might look like, reminding me again of practopoiesis, and Danko Nikolic’s paper, How […]
Reviewing yesterday’s painting progress
Some notes: Latest stage first. Establishing more connections. Complexity increases with fineness. Intensification through a simplification. A theatre of thought. A field of cultivation of the idea. Idea and technique inseparable. Permeability throughout. Sensing a way forward in the awareness of that which has gone before – memory is interwoven with that which is happening around […]
And We Begin Again
Beginning the next painting, (125 x 127 cm, oil on aluminium) So here you are and we begin again you are beautiful just as you are I turn you around and around all ways I would like to keep you forever just like this but I can only have you for a short time because […]
Face to Face – Emerging as Itself
Rise after rise bow the phantoms behind me, Afar down I see the huge first Nothing, I know I was even there, I waited unseen and always, and slept through the lethargic mist, And took my time, and took no hurt from the fetid carbon. https://iwp.uiowa.edu/whitmanweb/en/writings/song-of-myself/section-44 (moving top right towards bottom left) […]
Indefinite Suspension and/or Conclusion?
The painting, begun on 11th October, has been taken to a point where I am thinking of it as being finished. I have to look at it, reflect over a period of time to see if it gains strength in itself, or falls short and if so, work out in what way it seems […]
The line as a continuum of corporeality
unedited, unpunctuated stream of thought/free verse concerning the painting and its making: (image below is detail of top right-hand area of the painting in the header of this post, in its present state) chalazae cultivating to somehow suspend and span the unbounded whole this invisible somehow most real by its corporeality paint is corporeal its body […]