Notes and Poetry from my Trip to the Nelson, 2 Dec 17

People standing by

The placid reflection pool ‘til

Gallery opens.

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Boist’rous boy scouts shout

And dash around the calm pool

Enjoying the sun.

Serenity may be sparse,

But to view art in youth—good.

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Mountain Landscape”, Unkoku Toeki, (1606-1646)

While the Italian Renaissance was at its height, this masterpiece was painted. Simplicity and serenity. I can feel it: the temperature, the breath of wind, the smell, and the sound of the scene are all manifest in the painting. Masterful.

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Vying Peacocks”, Ishizaki Koyo, (1929)

Unparalleled skill, rich colors and stark detail compliment the mood.

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Unititled (Full Moon)”, Guillermo Kuiten, (2008)

Desolation, isolation, numbing fear. Chaos, confusion, impenetrable silence, waning time.

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The mastery of Baroque, Dutch painters is “awe-founding”.

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Twilight Painting II”, Raqib Shaw, (2012-2013)

Embedded in spiteful war as the foundations collapse around; one would think they could stop long enough to see the futility, or at least pick a wiser field of battle.

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I like Richard Estes’ works.

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Serene winter day

As I appreciate art

Too warm near Christmas!

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Picasso would have been a great guy to hang out with, but a terrible role model.

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Nazarene, Baptist, Methodist, Pentecostal, and Presbyterian sanctuaries are fine, but they do nothing to put the mind in a frame of worship, nor echo the mood of eternity.

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True painting is only an image of the perfection of God.”

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Chickadee flitting

Under the table for scraps;

No protest from me!

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Honey bees buzzing

Near a glass of Chardonnay–

Second of December.

How unseasonably warm;

God’s grace, or global warming?

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