http://www.morrisarts.org/2018/02/27/gallery-at-14-maples-all-woman-artists-exhibit-approaching-vibrancy-opens-march-15-2018/
Two of my collages will be included in the Approaching Vibrancy exhibit at the Gallery at 14 Maple in Morristown, New Jersey. The open is Thursday evening, March 15, from 6:00-8:00. I am so excited about this!
I have learned so much in the past year, filling notebooks with small collages as a way to work out some poetic ideas (first with the Lavinia poems, then with the "ancient songs of us" poems). I'm still working on elements such as balance—but aren't we all? I have found collage artists whose work I admire, and I am trying to learn from them.
This little collage here is not one of the pieces in the exhibit, but it's one of my favorites. Hope to see friends at the opening! Hope to make new friends, too, and learn from the inspiring artwork.
Thoughts on poetry, creativity, education, the world as we know it, the world as it should be...
Wednesday, February 28, 2018
Saturday, February 17, 2018
beautiful the dead
beautiful the dead
this is what memory does best
anointing ordinary days
into something royal and rare
royal and rare but ours once
ours
all sundrenched and purple
and of course it is a lie
but not a lie
once memory
gets ahold of it and
and what is the past anyway
but a journey that no one
never
--jel 2-17-18
Friday, February 16, 2018
Green
One never knows where inspiration may be found. Take the beautiful green paper in this collage. A little darker than grass; a little lighter than forest. I saw this paper—yards of it, stuffed into a box—from across the Faculty Area at my school. I was busy preparing for a class and thinking about the work I needed to do for next week. But that green.
I took several minutes to smooth and carefully fold some of this paper whose color makes me feel as if it has been a long time since I've seen green. Starved for color, which is a symptom of February here in the northeast. Sometimes when we need beauty, beauty is there.
Green.
I took several minutes to smooth and carefully fold some of this paper whose color makes me feel as if it has been a long time since I've seen green. Starved for color, which is a symptom of February here in the northeast. Sometimes when we need beauty, beauty is there.
Green.
Saturday, February 10, 2018
february
february
the paint when the water
the sky when the clouds
the page when the reader
the bird when the hedge
the sentence when the verb
***
the when
torn papers, metallic watercolor paint, ink
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