March madness

Why is it suddenly so busy around here??  I can't keep up with this blog!

My Seattle show is right around the corner, and I think that the postcard image is due tomorrow, so I am heading into the studio for the day to finish up the piece that I want to use for that.

I've been making some stream-of-consciousness collages.

I've been thinking about eyes.

And I've been reading poetry.

Stewardess, by Yehuda Amichai

A stewardess told us to extinguish all smoking materials

And did not detail, cigarette, cigar, or pipe.

I answered her in my heart: You have beautiful love material,

And I did not detail either.

And she told me to buckle up, bind myself

To the chair, and I answered her:

I want all the buckles in my life to have the shape of your mouth.

And she said: You want coffee now or later,

Or never.  And she passed by me

Tall to the sky.

The small scar at the top of her arm

Testified that she will never be touched by smallpox

And her eyes testified that she’ll never fall in love again:

She belongs to the conservative party

Of lovers of one great love in their life.

Comments

[Esti]

Beautiful words! The poem is like a short story in very little words. How inspiring, this is!
Your work is great too. The eyes pics are intriguing and the bottom collage I like the most.

[Esti]

Beautiful words! The poem is like a short story in very little words. How inspiring, this is!
Your work is great too. The eyes pics are intriguing and the bottom collage I like the most.