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Intense Colors

 These paintings were made in March, 2018. They are done in acrylics on 6″ x 6″ commercially-prepared gessoed boards.

I like their intense colors and simple shapes.

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Tile-o-Rama

Here are those small tiles you have been reading about in the Art Diary. The whole group presents itself for your inspection!

Assortment of low-fire white clay or terra cotta clay, fired at cone 06. Velvet underglazes for the colors. April 2018.

Look here for Art Diary references: April 6 and  March 30 and March 23

Orange Purple Red Yellow

A family resemblance but then they do have their own characteristics, too. Postcards made in June, 2017.

Storm Circle

Here is an artist book done in October 2017. Using acrylics, I painted the pages on ad cards I received in the mail. Then I assembled it into a book by folding and stapling the cards. They are not all the same size, so some pages peek over other ones.

Then I wrote words to go with the pages as poetry/text. I didn’t want to cover any parts of the paintings – interrupting their full expression seemed to interrupt their meanings, or at least the enjoyment of a person examining all the details. So I typed up the words and put book and pages into a clear plastic envelope to keep them together.

I will show you the pages with their associated words. Then – the whole poem at the bottom of the post.

But first: Front Cover and Back Cover:

Storm Circle

Thunderclouds
spun up out of a blue bad temper.

The house. The green field
beyond the fence.
Unsuspecting.

The sky

The sky
sliced open in clean-edged cuts.
Lightning
strikes the field.
Again.
Again.
Again.

Thunder
splits

the air
a wedge of
unfallen rain

the signal given
lets loose
a blue fury

all-out breakneck rain
slowing its blows
becoming
frail
uncertain
dissipating into gray
old age

ending.
A streak of sunlight
across the green field
brilliant orange

fading into
pink illumination
showing the way into evening
the storm
a memory
The field vibrates
electric green

10/10/17

Here is the whole poem.

Storm Circle

Thunderclouds
spun up out of a blue bad temper.

The house. The green field
beyond the fence.
Unsuspecting.

The sky

The sky
sliced open in clean-edged cuts.
Lightning
strikes the field.
Again.
Again.
Again.

Thunder
splits

the air
a wedge of
unfallen rain

the signal given
lets loose
a blue fury

all-out breakneck rain
slowing its blows
becoming
frail
uncertain
dissipating into gray
old age

ending.
A streak of sunlight
across the green field
brilliant orange

fading into
pink illumination
showing the way into evening
the storm
a memory
The field vibrates
electric green

10/10/17
artist book

Faces in Clay – Two

More clay faces made in October, 2017. For information on the process, look here.