Sure it is obvious that I took liberties with the reproduction of Seurat's painting. Dots are obvious in the originals, but as you know, a lot is lost re duplication, reduction, e-t-c.
~~~{Decided to stall re Matisse. So many artists, so little time. . .:) Your comments continue to astound and
sustain. Bless all of you who have taken time out of your busy schedules to provide feedback. Often as-or-more fascinating that the work hat 'inspired' it.} Raising a glass to ART in all its myriad and marvelous manifestations, Your friend and
co-conspirator, 'Pea'
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Geor.ges Suer.at '.' '.' '.'
Sunlight gilds a bridge when it is not playing with water colors. A spanking white boat shimmering with blues lies at anchor, so close, makes one feel one can touch it. Climbing aboard, I feel the sway to the point of jumping and swimming the knots or what-all back to shore. Settle myself uphill of artist and easel in an old-timey chaise I have woven out of light filched from same plus a few squirts of 3-in-One oil and a gob of glue that I made up. Reaching down, I trail lolling fingers through sand warm with sun brown and gold. Only took the dude two years of going dot. dot. dot. dot. dot .dot. .dot to bring bridge, water, boat, sand, and clouds drifting in cerulean to the point where real/ unreal began to change place. Between swims and fantasies, can't help but wish that in English, your name did not rhyme parfaitement with dot. Not much wind. Waves much too quiet to hide: "dot. dot. dot. dot. dot. dot. dot." So talented, so innovative, Monsieur. Pourquoi? Oh,cher, oh, cher, this has to stop.
Think about something else. Not building a six-masted ship in a bottle, s'il vous plait. Too many sticks. Line thin between certifiable. (Almost think Monsieur was a poet.) But then, there is a rumor that folks once sat on flagpoles. See how long they could stand. I would hate that. I would hate that a lot. Dr. Seuss would have hated upon one to have got. . .a lot a lot a lot. Georges, mon ami, I do wish you'd had a PC. Get the damn machine to go dot. dot. dot. Uh oh. Now the sand is dividing into grains to torture. No doubt Georges painted each and every grain. grain. grain. dot. Comment dites aeeeyiiiii en français?
Sorry, but moi'd rather think there is art in finding a way around. . .dot. dot. DOT. ??
"Geor.ges Suer.at '.' '.' '.'" A canvas on the artist with words ~ shining the brilliance of the subject ~ and the Poet. This is a magnificent work of art's history.
May Your life be a long healthy creative one through a blissful living.
Don't know about all the academic theosophisin on Seurat, but I can TOTALLY relate to this on a personal basis of the more humdrum... "let me just fiddle about with this and that while my mind engages on the more pressin issues of LUUUUUVVVVVV"-kinda idea. The striking thing about this poem is the ...; the elipsis, the gap in the words and the space between thoughts... i.e. the absent-mindedness that comes with obsession!! Gotta luv it!! I am probably wildly off, but what the heck. That's what poetry's about after all... personal interpretation!! :)) Made me feel all squiggly, thank you... as if I could play the 3-yr old and just take a crayon and add my own mark on top of some super-duper Master... but then, that's probably just the rebel in me!! :)) A fitting tribute to the art of pointillism and the impressionist art these people stood for. Brings out the Virginia Woolf in me!! TY LOL Kate xx
Finally, someone, Pea, has written the ultimate Den thesis on great painters! Suerat knew how to handle a brush to get an effect. A famous artist once said, "Never paint the material of the sleeve. Become the arm!" This is what you have done here with this tribute to Suerat, Pea. You have become the arm! Your brilliant mind harnesses your own imagination into this word painting and your tempera has a monochrome simplicity with surefire color that only you know. Your work here gives loyalty to the artist and the story behind the image.
Expressive in form and content, your love and knowledge of art shine through as they have in each of this series. Thank you for sharing somthing special to you.
felix
Reviewed by Marcia Duning (Reader)
Reviewed on April 10, 2006
Pod
May I ask about the artist kick you are on lately? No, guess not!
Pea
You illuminate the Den tonight with the artistic genius of Georges Suerat, that incomparable impressionist and master of the amazing dot !
This is an engrossing and absorbing treatise and series on the Great Masters, and Suerat is right up there at the top of the pile..
I love the alchemy and flair you are bringing to bear on this
illustrious work, and it brings to mind the immortal words of Rimbaud's avowal in his Alchemy of the Word: "I regulated the form and the movement of each consonant,"
Love and Blessings
Peter
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"Geor.ges Suer.at '.' '.' '.'" A canvas on the artist with words ~ shining the brilliance of the subject ~ and the Poet. This is a magnificent work of art's history.
May Your life be a long healthy creative one through a blissful living.
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
Régis
I really saw it in my mind before the pic came up.
Excellent!
Eileen
Paul;-)
My title would be...Geor gie is su re up to it!!
Love Tinka
Sage
felix
May I ask about the artist kick you are on lately? No, guess not!
Lovely dots
Moi
You illuminate the Den tonight with the artistic genius of Georges Suerat, that incomparable impressionist and master of the amazing dot !
This is an engrossing and absorbing treatise and series on the Great Masters, and Suerat is right up there at the top of the pile..
I love the alchemy and flair you are bringing to bear on this
illustrious work, and it brings to mind the immortal words of Rimbaud's avowal in his Alchemy of the Word: "I regulated the form and the movement of each consonant,"
Love and Blessings
Peter
I love this. Such clever wordplay and artistry in your words--bloody brilliant! Comment dites aeeeyiiiii en francais? Aiiiieeeeeeeee! LOL
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.