Saturday, April 19, 2008

Composition in red, blue and gold

Composition in Red, Blue and Gold
(detail, acrylic and ink on paper, 2008)
for Sunday Scribblings #107 – Compose and
Reduce Reuse Recycle at Inspire Me Thursday.

This painting, done specifically to create something titled Composition in Red, Blue and Gold, is the outcome of two done simultaneously on two different acrylic paper blocks using the same colors. I ended up disliking one of them so intensely that I tore it up, but then took some of the pieces and glued them onto the other one. Unfortunately, these two layers are hardly discernible in the scan. Gold and black ink I added after the rip-up and paste-on process.

Thursday, April 17, 2008

Recycled

Detail from Diamond Doors, 2006
Acrylic and ink on photo paper

This was when I discovered high-gloss ink jet photo paper scraps as a medium for painting. It makes a bright white shiny background on which even bright colors appear somewhat dull. I liked the effect.

Not such a great scan, I'm afraid.

Posted for Reuse Reduce Recycle at Inspire Me Thursday.

A person ...

A person
is entitled to cry
once in a while


Posted for Totally Optional Prompts: A Person.

A few days ago, a colleague at work sent me this cartoon in an e-mail to properly reflect the state a difficult project had put her in. And, believe me, she is not normally a crybaby.

Tuesday, April 15, 2008

Wallflower

Doesn't this give you a feeling of warmth and sunshine?
And yet this picture of an old wall in the city
was taken around midnight
in the light shone on it by a street light.

Posted for Wordless Wednesday.


Round

The washing machine
goes round and round.

In front of it my cat
makes not a sound.

In deepest fascinotion
her head follows the motion.

– Len “Silly Mood” Blumfeld (© 2008)

Goes with the call for ‘round’ literature from BlogFriday. Requires one of the European-style washing machines with the round glass window in front.

Sunday, April 13, 2008

Sky

Glory to the great wide blue ...

For One Single Impression – Glory.

The King is dead rumor

It has been said
that the King is not dead.
But why, if that’s true,
hasn’t he sung anything new?


– Leonard “Messenger” Blumfeld (© 2008)

Unsuppressible notes
After a long break another poem in the venerable form of the rumor. Click here for more of/about them.

This was born as an extension of my previous post on current myths – three assorted pieces of modern mythology.

April sunshine fib

How
some
sunlight
changes it
all! Tulips brighten,
spirits brighten, life starts playing
in the streets. New love
might wink. Quick,
try and
catch
it.

– Leonard “Spring Struck” Blumfeld (© 2008)

All of Leonard's fibs

Saturday, April 12, 2008

An envelope

Envelope for a letter to God dictated to me by Annabelle (with some of my suggestions incorporated).

– Leonard Blumfeld

Posted for Inspire Me Thursday's envelope prompt.

Friday, April 11, 2008

I got me a fearless heart

For Sunday Scribblings' #106 – Fearless I'm posting the lyrics of a song by Steve Earle from his outstanding 1986 album Guitar Town. Steve Earle's turbulent life is told by music writer David McGee in his biography Steve Earle: Fearless Heart, Outlaw Poet (2005).

As an amusing aside it may be mentioned that Mr. Earle appears to be quite fearless in matters of the heart not only in song but in real life as well, having been married a total of seven times...

Fearless Heart

Don't you worry bout what you've been told
Cause honey I ain't even close to cold
It's kinda soon to fall in love again
But sometimes the best that you can do is just jump back in
I got me a fearless heart
Strong enough to get you through the scary part
It's been broken many times before
A fearless heart just comes back for more

Folks'll tell you that I'm just no good
But I wouldn't hurt you honey if I could
I can't promise this'll work out right
But it would kill me darlin' if we didn't even try

I admit I fall in love a lot
But I nearly always give it my best shot
I know you must think I'm the reckless kind
But I want a lady with a fearless heart just like mine

– Steve Earle