This visual tool has come to be my sounding board. Viewing my work on the PC screen gives me a different perspective as an artist. It is a great teaching tool. I am always a student of art and it's a never ending task. My works are available for purchase for those of whom are interested.
I received this beautiful poem today from my friend Sylvia, a poet. With Sylvia's permission I thought you all might enjoy her work.
By: Sylvia Lain
The movement on the brush begins, Well before the first swath of paint wets the canvas. And life is born solely at the artist’s whim, The journey being where our mind decides to take us.
Be it a recognized form we love, The shape of rock, flowers or trickling water, Or the beautiful form of human kind A beautiful woman, burdened man, a woeful child, The beholder determines its final chapter.
The emotions that flow from the colors released Escape the palette and spring forth from the brush, Giving way to a torrent of vivid turmoil, Or the delicate whispers of a gentle hush.
Clouds of lavender billowing in splendor, Or thunderheads burdened with ominous impending rain, Or a preacher shaking his fist at a congregation, Or a lost dog searching for a home he won’t find again.
The joy of a clown all painted and smiles, And children gathering his twisted balloons, Delight the viewer just the same, Be it a circus tent, or an orphan’s solitary room.
Chef’s cooking with abandon, Ingredients flying in a dust of flour Metal spoons stirring delectable, fragrant sauces Mouths watering for a taste in about an hour.
The painter’s brush is alive and guided By the gift of a true and living spirit. I embrace the talent, and feel life within each piece, Not only do I see its beauty, but my soul can hear it.