Wednesday, November 7, 2018

Poem


Capturing the flow 

Capturing the moment or the flow 
doesn’t really characterize
whatever it is that I’m part of —
that we’re part of or pass through
or happen in or with or despite. 


So I make these line drawings
which tick along as I make them
and as I tick along. They don’t capture 

anything as it is or was, yet neither are they 
wholly independent of what happens
with me in this flow. 


I work on them until they are right,
until they are something on their own. 

It’s not enough that they might be 
representative of something I know, they 
need to be a new thing —
with the proviso that they include 


the familiar, the mysterious, and the beautiful - 
with fine sensuous lines like Rico LeBrun used 
and that Picasso wrestled with & romanced
in the line likenesses he loved —

little realities that spin on the page
so that they are as difficult to completely know 

as any part of the flow — this art that we are. 


June 2, 2010

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