Tuesday, August 26, 2008
Saturday, August 23, 2008
in the garden with gustav
the more things change...
a painter
in a garden
with a cat or two
or more
wearing a flowing
robe
every day.
Paradise.
Two books i use in the classroom:
Silver, Gold, and Precious Stones, "Adventures in Art" series
Klimt and His Cat, Berenice Capatti and Shannon White, with lush artwork by Octavia Monaco
Other gorgeous resources for mature audiences, i should probably note, are:
the beautiful Flash site, iklimt.com and in my library: Gustav Klimt, 22 Masterworks by Jane Kallir.
If you have never stood before a real Klimt before, you must.
Homage to Klimt
from the art room,
kid-visions of "cat parties."
Vielen Dank, Gustav.
a painter
in a garden
with a cat or two
or more
wearing a flowing
robe
every day.
Paradise.
Two books i use in the classroom:
Silver, Gold, and Precious Stones, "Adventures in Art" series
Klimt and His Cat, Berenice Capatti and Shannon White, with lush artwork by Octavia Monaco
Other gorgeous resources for mature audiences, i should probably note, are:
the beautiful Flash site, iklimt.com and in my library: Gustav Klimt, 22 Masterworks by Jane Kallir.
If you have never stood before a real Klimt before, you must.
Homage to Klimt
from the art room,
kid-visions of "cat parties."
Vielen Dank, Gustav.
Thursday, August 21, 2008
summer stock
the sweet sound of the absence
of an alarm
for two blessed months
can hardly be
described.
hours are marked instead by
uncaged glory
guarding cornbread
cultivating perfect squash
taking note of small vignettes
not looked at closely
for a long time
fishing for fake lobster
wondering
which comes first, art or life
pondering
yellow gangs,
the beauty of a lost bloom.
of an alarm
for two blessed months
can hardly be
described.
hours are marked instead by
uncaged glory
guarding cornbread
cultivating perfect squash
taking note of small vignettes
not looked at closely
for a long time
fishing for fake lobster
wondering
which comes first, art or life
pondering
yellow gangs,
the beauty of a lost bloom.
Thursday, August 14, 2008
odyssey
od·ys·sey (d-s)
n. pl. od·ys·seys
1. An extended adventurous voyage or trip.
2. An intellectual or spiritual quest
These fashion dreams, they never end.
In sleep, my collections fill huge showrooms.
When you walk in, you can hardly see, for the
blinding flash of glitz
on the outfits.
When i was little, the dream went like so:
opening my closet door, i enter and can't choose an
ensemble to save my life; i lose my breath at
the sight of an endless rack of fabulous looks,
the next more exotically beautiful
than the one before,
they just go
on and on,
till infinity, all contained within that
little closet.
I awaken, go back to the beginning:
transform trash into art-handbags and totes.
Re-cycle, re-dream, recreate.
To the trashion, born.
"Every seed is awakened, and all animal life."
-Sitting Bull
a preview, entre nous:
n. pl. od·ys·seys
1. An extended adventurous voyage or trip.
2. An intellectual or spiritual quest
These fashion dreams, they never end.
In sleep, my collections fill huge showrooms.
When you walk in, you can hardly see, for the
blinding flash of glitz
on the outfits.
When i was little, the dream went like so:
opening my closet door, i enter and can't choose an
ensemble to save my life; i lose my breath at
the sight of an endless rack of fabulous looks,
the next more exotically beautiful
than the one before,
they just go
on and on,
till infinity, all contained within that
little closet.
I awaken, go back to the beginning:
transform trash into art-handbags and totes.
Re-cycle, re-dream, recreate.
To the trashion, born.
"Every seed is awakened, and all animal life."
-Sitting Bull
a preview, entre nous:
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