Here’s a picture which started life as an exercise in combining paint and collage. Taking its cue from the line about ‘the pilgrim soul’, the suggestion of landscape and a path through it was used to imply movement, an emotional journey from one place to another. It isn’t by any means a finished picture, but more a work in progress. I might even, as I learned to do in my Seawhite Studios workshop, paint over the whole thing and start again!
Inspired by a number of fellow bloggers’ art journals, Claudia McGill’s enigmatic postcards and Cy Twombly’s almost white paintings with words scrawled on them in his unique handwriting, I took lines from a number of different poems in an anthology and reassembled them as follows:
Thus in the winter stands the lonely tree,/ Nor knows what birds have vanished one by one,/ Yet knows its boughs more silent than before
One man loved the pilgrim soul in you
Rosy lips of such ecstasy
Words at once both true and kind
I have not a crumb of comfort, not a grain
Remember, in the eyes gazing at you
Quickened so with grief,
Slow and sweet was the time between us
There could be a whole short story in the inscription, written inside the book (below). Note the date and wonder what happened to these two, and why her gift ended up among the reduced stock of an online book dealer. Let’s at least hope that the time between them was slow – and sweet.
Poems by Edna St Vincent Millay, W.B. Yeats, C.P. Cavafy, Yehuda Amichai and Robert Graves.
Dear Michael, interesting artistic experiment. Characterized by tension, suggesting a mysteriously remote key. Best, Edoardo
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Thank you, Edoardo. It’ll be something I hopoe to develop as time goes on. M
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This is great! Did you cut the words from the book or print the out? I’m currently wondering how best to create wording for a collage / it’s hard to get anything looking good just printing on photocopy paper xx
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No I made pdfs of the pages, printed them on a good printer and then cut them out. Happily they didn’t buckle when I painted over them, Sarah.
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How interesting! I loved your poem collage too.
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Thank you!
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Thank you for the mention, and you have just taken my breath away with this composition. What a sense of faded despair. Poem and artwork together. Just wonderful. I hope we will see more of this kind of thing? And, did you like doing it, or was it tedious? I love collage poetry so much, just pushing words around with my fingers is enough to calm and focus my most frazzled state of mind, but in describing it to others, many people have used that “tedious” word. Well, I got off the point, which was, Love this.
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Thank you so much, Claudia. I had hesitated to post it so I’m glad you see something in it. I found it far from tedious to do – on the contrary. Thanks for your constant inspiration. I’m sure I’ll do more.
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I agree with Claudia. The combination of art and poem pieces and the inscription in the book – breathtaking!
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Thank you, Jeanette. It was something that grew almost of its own accord.
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A cento poem! But I never thought of the actual cut and paste method in composing one…I’ll have to file that for future reference. Also I love that you started with the words and then did art inspired from that. Yes, keep going! (K)
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Aha, I didn’t realise it hat a name! At least now I feel like I’m doing something legit… Thanks as always for your encouragement, Kerfe. I do like using small bits of collaged stuff in drawings and paintings.
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It’s all legit!
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This is fabulous! I really like the dreamy effect of the words floating behind the paint. Really well done !
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Thanks, Charlie. I’m still very much in two minds about whether it works, but it was again enormously liberating to do.
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The words fit together surprisingly well and combine beautifully with the drawing.
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Thank you so much. I wanted it all to be impressionistic, suggesting a mood rather than spelling it all out. I’m glad you like it.
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