Tuesday, January 17, 2012

painter's block

there are three of them:

painting boards,
18x24,
gessoed white.

like three rectangular eyeballs rolling,
scoffing from my dining room table.
and i'm supposed to paint them.

but i don't know how

to ask the colours what they mean;
to wander in fields of abstraction
and find my balance;

to trace the edges of shadows and
hold them up to the light
like a gift.

i'm a photo-realism kind of grown-up

and i've forgotten how to play.
to believe in what i cannot see
until it becomes art:

sock feet waltzing across living room rug;
wrinkled hands splashing bath tub bubbles;
voice warbling songs never before sung.

it's time to finger-paint.


















wandering over to emily's place

9 comments:

  1. Yes - finger painting is under appreciated.

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  2. Oh how fun! Can't wait to see the results! :-)

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    1. you know the only way to overcome it is to do it...when i restarted painting i took one canvas and just played did not care what came out...and you know that one hangs in our bathroom today...smiles.

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  3. I have fingers, I paint, therefore I am a finger-painter! Have fingers and paints, will finger-paint!

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  4. oh how cool! can i come over and play? xoxo

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  5. i like your writing, Bethany. oh, the joy of creating art together! how wonderful.

    blessings in His grace,

    Nacole

    http://sixinthehickorysticks.blogspot.com/2012/01/cultivating-time-with-father-31-days-to.html

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  6. Beautiful poetry! So glad I found your blog today.

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