conversation with the muse

Attempt at a Conversation with Birds

This blog was titled Conversations With the Muse many years ago, and mainly that’s been happening. I make art, and then I think and write about it. Otherwise it feels so unfinished. With the mixed media expressive art there is often a verbal interaction attempted with the content of the piece, which usually contains a great many unanswered questions. . .like this one.

For my underpainting I used an unfinished experiment with dripping inks and blowing them across the page with a straw. Then I found pieces of deconstructed paintings I’ve been keeping for the collage. The result was something that totally short circuited all the rules of color, design, technique etc that i have been learning and relying on in my art for many years. Thank goodness. My favorite thing is to create something bizarre, unexpected, and fascinating to contemplate. Hopefully it will get me wondering outside the box of my usual thinking.

acrylic inks and fluid paints on w/c paper

You crows, all black and squawky on one side and cooing doves on the other.

You’ve laddered up from the lower realms and found a roost for your pulpit.

Now speak!         

(silence)

How can you be so silent now, as I sit expectant with pen in hand to take dictation?

What do you see and hear and feel in your vast communications network?

Am I too dense to plug into it and understand?

How long would I have to sit and watch and listen to receive even a micron of the information which sails unseen, unheard by us humans, between you  and your avian family each moment of the day.

Surely this painting entitles me to just a bit of all that? . . .a feather dropped that I might keep for a dream catcher? A song that I could learn and sing to myself?

Perhaps when the cawing meets the cooing I may at last get a feel, by audio transmission, for the freedom of flight?

a look at the process of construction from beginnings to placing collage pieces and drawing in the focal bird

Have you had any conversations with your art lately?

Riding out the storm

The wind and rain yesterday was unspooling my thoughts and making me quite uneasy. My cellphone was squawking warnings of roads flooding nearby and a mini Niagara of water was spouting from the storm drain next to my studio as the waters surged down the creekbed. I was looking through my “Conversations with the Muse” books where I have been collecting my art musings since 2004 and found these two pieces which reminded me of other storms and feelings similar to the ones I have now. I find that the advise offered by the Muse twelve years ago is still of comfort.

ridingoutthestorm

acrylic inks and pen on Lama Li w/c paper, 10 X 11″

Riding out the storm in a fantasy sleigh

echos of some springtime drawn by longing 

and the nagging pelt of rain

days end to end now

floating somewhere barely dry

lily pad musings nourished by deep running waters

making their way ever downward to the earth’s core

burrowing

sumi ink, acrylic painted paper collage and pen on Lama Li w/c paper

Burrowing with my imagination as shield.

Another deluge this morning and now for a few minutes or hours a bit of sun. I must head out to soak it up before the next round of burrowing.