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The lyf so short, the craft so long to lerne.
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Sun Jun 12, 2022 8:30 pm

Ooh, I like this, MacPhil. What is the medium, please, if that's the correct expression? The rhythm of the trees feels almost Jackson Pollock-esque, the one called Summertime, possibly. I think I have it on a mug, from the Tate or TATE. A lovely feeling of dance through the pic, which I like a lot. And a pleasant palette too :)

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Mon Jun 13, 2022 7:10 am

Thank you very much Fliss. It is in oils. Pleased you keyed into rhythms of dance. Trees are rooted, but they dance. That thought appeals to me!

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Mon Jun 13, 2022 8:32 pm

You're welcome, MacPhil of the teatime treats! I don't know much about Art, but I do find it very interesting. Yes, dance; and that is an appealing thought. The tree on the far left is making a shape rather reminiscent of my mother at her Morris dancing :D

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The tree on the far left is making a shape rather reminiscent of my mother at her Morris dancing :D
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Fri Jun 24, 2022 12:45 pm

Not Walking

I came across them in the late afternoon of my body -
five tangled pillars bracing the dream of a calm dusk.

Each one in turn, the shape of an idea as if another leaned in
and painted five tenets into my thinking. And there,

embedded with deep roots into the marrow of me, beauty,
so I might find it far below and beyond the lens of my eye.

The second shimmered as it leapt to freedom like a lilac salmon
from the current I claim. A spine, curving as if it should fall

but never does, made balanced by the fairness of my palms.
Fourth sprawled the honesty of limbs no matter the weather

risk or the snap. And then, finally, flashes of storm
through every vessel in that waiting muscle – clamouring,

ready, messy and unknowable yet fully known: love
in its bright hurt; road beneath me, trees ahead, the journey home.




(yep, the poem needs work, but thanks for the inspiration today, Phil)
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Fri Jun 24, 2022 8:31 pm

Delighted to have inspired such wonderful poetry😃
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Sat Jun 25, 2022 12:05 am

You're very welcome, Phil. It's been a long time since I've written to art. It's a fascinating painting.
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