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Ekphrastic Poems

3/7/2020

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Distance beckons us

Horseback ride to the mountains

Blue, crisp, winter chill
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an ekphrastic peom by Shelley Thompson
in response to a painting by John Waite



The space in between

The process - waves revealing

Our sphere, our habitat

An oracle endlessly prophetic

Transforming thru kindness

Polarizing - a sword of light

A stroke of genius 


Christian Reiner, responding to paintings by Lois Huey Heck
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The Art Gallery Visit
a chance to see
the wonders of the world
I wander in
revive my spirit
a moment
out of time

anon

​The Apple Tree
asleep
knarled branches
ahead ...
blossom time

anon.
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Review of Art Show at Lake Country Gallery. ​

Written and contributed by Sandra Kessler

A lovely/lively art show opened on Saturday – March 7, 2020 at Lake Country Gallery.  It was called “Ekphrastic Poetry” - which is a Greek expression – meaning giving words to images. 

Four separate artists have work in this show. Liz Earl, Michael Griffin, John Waite and Lois Huey- Heck. 
Liz was on holiday in Mexico so wasn’t actually at the opening.  The others had a chance to share their experiences and the making of art. 

Liz’s work was compelling and I admire the depth and perspective shown in the landscapes, as well as the facility with which she expressed the floral details..   Buildings, landscapes, people – she doesn’t shy away from any subject and the attention to detail – as is in evidence in, for example, the wrinkles in the clothing of the people in a line up at “The Lunch Counter” and the depth in perspective in the space in the Bedford Mills piece. 

Michael Griffin’s  work is gestural pen and ink and wash – bodies and 2 portraits.  Clean and pure rendition – with an economy of expression.  He gave an interesting talk about the pieces and the theory about the Ekphrastic Poem.  The brochure on this show talks about making an Ekphastic poem. 
- pick an artwork from the exhibition
- start a conversation with artwork – ask questions, invent a response.
- reflect on details in the work.
- tell a story 
The poem can take on any form, haiku, limerick, sonnet, narrative – you decide. 

Lois Huey Heck has an amazing array of work – 12 to be exact -  executed on yupo paper which is a sort of synthetic base – it allows the movement of colour and is slow drying so not confined by time.
Primordial influences and as she says,  “microcosm/macrocosm” – evident in the powerful images. 
Her wonderful strong colourful renderings with so much energy and/or delight in the vibrant colours.  The clean, spare, venue allows the work to be of utmost attention allowing each to speak its truth. 

John Waite’s work is in acrylic on canvas – mostly landscapes.  Interesting sense of time and the value of a work in progress. His memorable quote, “ If it feels like something I have already seen, then it is time to change direction”.

Sandra Kessler
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Art. Why?

3/3/2020

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contributed by Cherie Hanson Feb 29, 2020

I have come to realize I have a relationship with art and with cultural events that is central to my sense of well being. As I do in all relationships, I step back and analyze the dynamic with a curious mind.
 
What I seek from art is a transformation of self. I stand before a painter that was looking at his concept reality in 1400 and I feel as if I have stepped into his very mind. This was the world he inhabited; these were the beauties of mundanity that surrounded him. What appears on the canvas are the objects limiting and expanding his very sense of his own humanity. And it deepens my understanding of what it means to be mortal beyond the boundaries of my own culture, current normative habits and constructs.
 
When I watch a choreography that is precise, unexpected and paced just beyond my ability to perceive it, I feel more flexible. My understanding and ability to behold the eternity of the performance is being challenged. It wakes me up. I find myself holding my breath.
 
To hear poetry or a film script that is just beyond my capacity to follow the words, puts me in a state of alertness. I am panting after the patter, forced to keep up, to keep alert.
 
When I see a play and the acting, directing and intelligence of writing is so beautifully beyond that which I knew previously, it can shred my sense of confining comfort. The tightly locked up ideas of who I am are released. I am forced to the identity of the characters. I am that person. I inhabit that kind of grief. That particular rage is within me. I will have unanticipated tears flow. The sense of deep humanity and the fragility of living a life sweeps over me.
 
Perhaps, I am shocked or horrified or taken like a captive ripped out of my own repetitions of understanding. Good art over-takes who I am in normal life and drags me to a hilltop where I now have a greater purview of the entire landscape of being born into a body. This moment in front of a painting, or dissolving in music, or listening to an actor channel the narrative of slavery destroys me.
 
All that I have known is exploded and the intensity of something so much greater than myself floods through me.
 
I fall in love with the created piece of art. I fall in love with the artist who can hold and transform that electricity. It is such an act of bravery to grab the wire and allow the self to be used to transmit energy. I fall in love with the earth, my body, the shared humanity of all of us.
 
For me, great art is about connecting to passion. It is about allowing the small self to be reformulated through an experience. I am renewed. I understand now: To be human is an act of incalculable courage. An artist taught me that.

Original Blog post at: http://cheriehanson.com/?p=5175
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