I'm fascinated by your collages. Within the abstract visions, I thought I'd work down the collection in this post and improv a poem. A journey of sorts. One of uncertainties and beginnings and ends and illusions... Which is apt given the mention of magic.
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If I feel I've reached my destination at the very start,
Does that mean working through toward the end will only take me further away?
Like lifting nothing out of spite and getting caught up in it,
As the real deal, the me-ness of me,
Fades away over cracked pavements,
Under illusions I never catered for in the first place
But still tempt me nonetheless.
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Perhaps the feeling of final is fleeting.
(Or could it be a fusion?)
Standing in empty space, shrouded in symbols I can't understand,
Yet assume contain answers.
Only when I look back down the river do I see the past.
Once a marvel of modern, now normal;
Free to stay locked up. Spend, spend, spend,
Until coins dry up and we spy freedom for a fraction
Before hearing we've escaped and we are bad and we must return.
Or else.
It sure is bright out here in the sun;
Allow me some shelter from this illusion
While I am lost, far away from that final destination of my beginning.
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It is, of course, immediately granted, as I
Walk back to these chains and receive pat on the head
Congrats on bring your pieces accepted, that is so cool! I love all these, and how you describe pressing all the pain into pieces of paper and glue, that’s so powerful. The enormity of heartbreak is tops for me. Thank you for the beautiful words and art.
Thanks Jenn! Collage, in essence, is about taking whatever materials you have at hand and altering reality. But, that is also the implicit message of all creativity, of life as we know it. We take what we’re given and we build an engine. Everything we have can be converted into something that fuels it.
Thanks Brian! I didn’t think much about this piece at the time. I was kind of surprised that it was on of the ones they picked. You just never know, haha.
Congrats on having those pieces accepted! Like all of your work, I love them!
Thanks so much Jason! I’m really looking forward to seeing them in the show. I don’t think it will really hit until then, haha.
I'm fascinated by your collages. Within the abstract visions, I thought I'd work down the collection in this post and improv a poem. A journey of sorts. One of uncertainties and beginnings and ends and illusions... Which is apt given the mention of magic.
---
If I feel I've reached my destination at the very start,
Does that mean working through toward the end will only take me further away?
Like lifting nothing out of spite and getting caught up in it,
As the real deal, the me-ness of me,
Fades away over cracked pavements,
Under illusions I never catered for in the first place
But still tempt me nonetheless.
-
Perhaps the feeling of final is fleeting.
(Or could it be a fusion?)
Standing in empty space, shrouded in symbols I can't understand,
Yet assume contain answers.
Only when I look back down the river do I see the past.
Once a marvel of modern, now normal;
Free to stay locked up. Spend, spend, spend,
Until coins dry up and we spy freedom for a fraction
Before hearing we've escaped and we are bad and we must return.
Or else.
It sure is bright out here in the sun;
Allow me some shelter from this illusion
While I am lost, far away from that final destination of my beginning.
-
It is, of course, immediately granted, as I
Walk back to these chains and receive pat on the head
And know I am good again.
Yes, all is well.
Did I start here? Is this a new start?
I have mapped nothing whilst exploring
Every possible angle.
Martin!! I’m absolutely blown away by this response! This poem is wonderful and speaks to each of the pieces with such depth and intricacy. -
“the me-ness of me” - Great line!
“the feeling of final is fleeting” - Yes! This, exactly!
“It sure is bright out here in the sun” - Clever!
“Ever possible angle” - Love how you incorporated this!
I’m so humbled and grateful that you make this and shared this with me, Thank you so much!
Send me a message if you ever want to collaborate on anything!
An absolute pleasure, Duane! Thanks for the kind words.
I may well message you about something fun in the near future...watch this space! :)
Sounds great! looking forward to it!
Congrats on bring your pieces accepted, that is so cool! I love all these, and how you describe pressing all the pain into pieces of paper and glue, that’s so powerful. The enormity of heartbreak is tops for me. Thank you for the beautiful words and art.
Thanks Jenn! Collage, in essence, is about taking whatever materials you have at hand and altering reality. But, that is also the implicit message of all creativity, of life as we know it. We take what we’re given and we build an engine. Everything we have can be converted into something that fuels it.
This is so true and just beautifully said. The taking of what you have and transforming it, building an engine ❤️❤️❤️❤️
Thanks again! That's always been the secret to me!
This is beautiful poetry!
Thank you so much LeeAnn! That’s so kind of you!
Congratulations on your achievement!
Much appreciated!
There is a difference between the magic of rabbits and hats, and the Magick of spell-casting. You're engaging in the latter with your paper alchemy.
And getting accepted into exhibitions - look at you! Well done! 🎉
“paper alchemy” - Oh, I’m definitely stealing that! Thanks so much!
Magic can be created in so many ways. Thanks, Duane, and congrats on your collages!
Much appreciate Rod! It’s always great hearing from you!
it sounds like you do know what magic is
Haha, thanks so much Elizabeth! You might be on to something. Thanks again!
I love your piece “proof”…
Thanks Brian! I didn’t think much about this piece at the time. I was kind of surprised that it was on of the ones they picked. You just never know, haha.
Congrats on getting your artwork accepted for the Paint it Black exhibition, so exciting.
Thanks Treasa! I’m definitely excited. Now, I’ve got to get them framed and gallery ready! Tampa here we come, haha!
Opens my mind and heart--deep calls upon deep. Thank you for your work.
“deep calls upon deep”, like calls to like - yes! beautifully put! Such a richness there. Thank you!