The mood in the studio has at times been intense. I'm connected to the compass and working away on two pieces now, both measure, 18" x 18" on BFK paper. I'm still combining paint, (my free Golden sienna and alizran) prints and various media. A touch of plaster, a hand cut block used as a stamp. Little decisions developing into bigger ones and then there is the time factor. Real life having it's pull on me...dinner, shopping, banking and sleeping etc...? Pablo emailed this excerpt to me knowing I liked it so much and that it seemed to fit with my mood.
Excerpts from T.S. Eliot's popular poem," The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock".
And indeed there will be time
For the yellow smoke that slides along the street
Rubbing its back upon the window panes;
There will be time, there will be time
To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet;
There will be time to murder and create,
And time for all the works and days of hands
That lift and drop a question on your plate;
Time for you and time for me,
And yet for a hundred indecisions,
Before a taking of a toast and tea.
Do I dare
Disturb the universe?
In a minute there is time
For decisions and revisions which a minute will reverse.
This weekend looks good, a few obligations this Saturday and then free and open time. We are in a drought and our neighborhood is allowed yard watering only on Tuesdays and Saturdays before 10am and after 5pm. I've been forgetting and the yard looks so dry. I'll get out my watering can tomorrow...have a great June weekend!
Clearly you are engaged with your work. It looks interesting to me! Thanks for the poem excerpt which I enjoyed. Wishing you a good weekend as well Mary Ann.
ReplyDeletewow! this is looking so wonderful - loved the poem - have a fabulous weekend!
ReplyDeleteLeslie,I am clearly connected to the compass and as I said....intense. I'm planning on another couple days to find my way! I have been regularly visiting your blog as I know you are in explore "mode".
ReplyDeleteJeane, Glad you see wonderful and glad you liked some of T.S.Elliot.
June and sunshine!!wowhooo!
Can't wait to see the results. You always do such interesting work. Nice poem.
ReplyDeleteJean
Rich poem and enticing artwork. I'd love to see more. I'll have to come back and peruse.
ReplyDeleteMy college-bound daughter is our artiste habitant and a young friend of hers had a showing last night. He's amazing. I plan to feature him this week with some of his work. Thanks for a dose of beauty!
I'm looking forward to seeing where this theme takes you. Compass....direction...journeys....expeditions.... exploration....I can feel a vaste series brewing. Exciting piece that you're working on.
ReplyDeleteFunny how when you are at a crossroads, it feels so momentous. It looks like you are about to change your mood, therefore you avenue of paint. That feeling is always exciting. Have fun! Rembember there is always the "right" time.
ReplyDeleteAh,,,the 'ol time thing. Wonderful poem.
ReplyDeleteExcellent work,,,discover,,seek,,,it's all in the process, and it's all good.
Jean, Thanks for your encouraging words!
ReplyDeleteRobyn, Nice to meet you and thanks for the good words!
Robyn, Thanks...I too see the choices with "compass" it's all a journey.
Pat, Thanks for the reminder on "right time"!
Babs,Thank you, IT IS all in the process...isn't it!!
Yes... love the poem too... there will be time for me now too, (school is out) to garden, to paint and make art, to write... and to just be... Your compas art is intriguing and the way your describe it as well... Roxanne
ReplyDeleteFantastic! Thanks Mary Ann
ReplyDeleteRoxanne, Isn't it the most wonderful feeling to wake up to a day that is all yours?!!
ReplyDeleteThe compass is taking me forward as well as backward!
B&W, Thank you. This time the compass was made as a monotype.
Mary Ann, your husband and you have quite a connection. How aware of him to give you the Profrock quote when you are working with such intensity on that piece with the clock hands. Time indeed.
ReplyDeleteDrought. It's something we always deal with here in the desert. The limitedness of it does provide boundaries. And there's strength there.
P.S. of course that's a compass in your art. With one hand. Not hands. Oh, how I confuse time and space!
ReplyDeleteYour work is very inspiring, I love your style. Thanks for dropping by my blog.
ReplyDeleteSan, This is a good husband...we laugh those crazy doubled over laughs...the kind you are exhausted from too much laughing!
ReplyDeleteCompass, clock, time and space...it all works!
Ro, Thank you also for stopping by and I'm glad you like my new work!