AN ARTISTS EYE
With influences that latent sat
behind her flickering eyes of fire
she nerved she’d never lose desire
responding to her hearts diktat.
In firm repose she gave a sigh
her curbed demeanour now serene
with beauty that is rarely seen
save through an artist’s eye.
- Author: Michael Edwards ( Offline)
- Published: April 14th, 2018 00:01
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It is amazing what beauty can be seen when transferred from the artists eye to the canvas.
So true Andy - when I look at say a tree trunk I see a rainbow of colours (and if you look closely enough they are all there whether in the mind or in reality) - I don't see just brown.
A fine write Michael.
Cheers O - don't look round but Mrs Berles is behind you !!
What's Tilla up to now?
She's still out in the field doing the tillables.
A few little lines and the image of beauty is there in your wonderful sketch Michael - - the verse too gives its reminder of what a true artist discerns - -- super read.
Thanks Fay - I love the way the mind can interpret from such little information - I hate the term 'less is more' but in the absence of anything better I guess it applies here. Thank you so much for all your kind support.
Thank you Michael.
You certainly see life in an interesting way through an artist"s eye.
Lovely poem and I like your sketch it reminds me of Picasso's blue woman painting.
Don't forget the big Frida Kanlo exhibition on at the V& A from June.
Keep writing
FineB
Thanks FineB - I hope to get there along with the Picasso and Anni Albers both at the Tate - I do like doing these line drawings seeing how much I can reduce them by.
Thanks Michael ~ It's surprising what the sub-conscious can do with a few lines ~ Ah yea I remember her well (2003 - 4 !). Love the rhyme pattern in the Poem abba cddc etc ! I'm listening to Jazz on Radio 3 ( waiting for the National ~ please check my Poem) and your poem had a Jazz Rhythm ! I have the Mind of an Artist but (as yet) not quite the hand. Just got my Spring Set of Foot & Mouth Paintings ~ perhaps I might do better in either of those modes of painting ! Angela is going on a Year Exchange to New Zealand in May so I will have more time to try ACRYLICS ! Thanks for sharing ~ BRIAN
Oh gosh you will miss her - the F & M painters are amazing so you get a set each season?
YES ~ some people say it is all a hoax ~ but you and I know they are genuine People with the MIND of an ARTIST but no HANDS ~ so they use their mouths and feet to great artistic effect ! I'm always using cards ~ I get them three times a year and always buy the full set and @ Christmas some wrapping paper as well ~ Angela (who is a better Artist than me !) supports them as well but it's less than £100 per year between us ~ OK I love their CALENDAR which comes @ Christmas ~ Yours BRIAN I have been to NZ and have an Uncle & Cousins in Auckland (They are Vets). Angela's Uncle is a Hospital Administrator and She & Ruth (her Flatmate) are exchanging with a Husband & Wife who are Physio and a Radiographer ~ it's been on the cards for a while ~ I can't go because I am still establishing myself @ College etc ~ C'est la Vie ~ BRIAN
I find that really interesting having been a Deputy Director and Head of Legal services concurrently for 3 acute NHS Trusts - sadly Hospital administrators have been the subject of much criticism - too many administrators who waste public funds etc - if only they knew ! C'est la Vie.
Good job Michael, both in the poetry and the image.
Thanks Davey - appreciate your comments.
Michael,
Love the sketch and the poem!
The following words sum up your message very well...
“...with beauty that is rearely seen
save through an artist’s eye.”
Awesomely done!
~Laura~
Thank you Laura - your kind words mean a lot and helps give me the encouragement to keep going. !
It's amazing what, as an artist, you see and can be transferred to almost any medium. Also, great write! I like the rhyme scheme.
Thanks - I have just completed a large acrylic semi-abstract - might post it tomorrow if I get it photoed (is there such a word? If not I'll take out copyright on it 🙂 ) in time - but yes I love to ring the changes.
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