Poetic Comments On The Greatest Painters

TMV

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As it seems that we have so many glorious words and so little to say about the world in general, except in the "General Discussion" section. I thought maybe a challenge on a subject that would test linquistic skills on subjects that have given so much of themselves, to the artistic universe. As I thought I might offer such..., this is a first. I wiil try to write about Vincent Van Gogh. And I aam cheating here. But then to offer fairness. All are invited to do works on all artist's.


"Starry Night"


I, as a child, thought
Odd kind of finger painting?
But I was stilled yet
A cause I could not
set
To age in the shadow
In changes at all, bereft
I had no concept of what
It was, of future would sew
yet
A young man do I learn
Who made that fire ache
With "impressionist" turn
So many things in the sky
vet
Have I discovered
The life turmoiled, suffered
And proven, driven apart
in heart of secrets covered
and met


Vincent, as I see you
scolded beside you
never to give the ruse
bereft to vet yet, your dues.


The Mystery Valiant
6-3-2007​


Abstract Desktop

http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y169/whistlemaker/dsktp002.jpg
 
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What a wonderful concept, TMV! A pairing of artistic expressions like this is quite a spectacular idea! I'm certain I will be joining you in this pursuit!

:rose:
 
The Masters ©


Ah, The Masters
Of what was yet to come
They were the crafters.

They wielded colors
Vibrant and bold
Onto a canvas
That was blank and cold.

Lovely landscapes...
Thank You Monet,
And Tomato Soup
Courtesy of Warhol.

Cubist and Blue
Periods of Picasso;
And the Angels
From Raphael.

A study of people
Night-time in Paris;
Walks alone...
Down the rainswept
Champs A'leaissaie
By Renoir.

The Masters are far
Too many to mention...
But their works have
Outlived them.​
 
http://i92.photobucket.com/albums/l37/poppy1963/3692Water-Lilies-1916-PostersMonet.jpg

"Water Lilies" (1916)
Artist: Claude Monet

Monet’s concepts colors visions
Missions of hues brightly muted
Well-suited for an aspect of the eye
Untouched, it seems, by other artists' muses.

Water lilies boating floating
Poeting to quench the eyes’
Thirst hunger for hues reminiscent
Of the sky in rainbows' shows & sighs.

We see his psyche brightly
Yearning turning in those skies…
Burning colors into pies of dreams.
They sing to us of lovely things
Gone by…

 
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Mmmm, yes......, much better than sought.

I am almost speechless..., this sweet loving heart of mine, is just filled gorgeously beyond contemplation! I had no idea you two were waiting in the wings. And what spectacular wings you soar with! I had hoped, or dare hoped that there were some with embullient taste, and such a fine filigree of imagination! You do give the great masters praise, that will make them swell with growing admiration. That we have not forgotten the succulent cause of true talent and that the world is not overflowing with the blithely ignorant.

Talk about a great start!!! And I love the "Water Lillies" painting! Thank You for stepping up and crowning this thread with an argent fountain of benificence!


My own creation...., "Mind Matters"

http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y169/whistlemaker/dsktp003.jpg
 
:) Glad you are enjoying the start we've made here! Let's hope others join us! Victoria is a friend very dear to me (that I met here at Lit) as well as a wonderful writer of both poetry and prose. She is also a loved and respected Litizen by many as you will see in her threads and minglings and she has been most kind and patient to me under some difficult circumstances!!

Nice to meet you, TMV! I love the primary colors of your paintings as well as your poems.

:rose:
 
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Thank you Poppy

poppy1963 said:
:) Glad you are enjoying the start we've made here! Let's hope others join us! Victoria is a friend very dear to me (that I met here at Lit) as well as a wonderful writer of both poetry and prose. She is also a loved and respected Litizen by many as you will see in her threads and minglings and she has been most kind and patient to me under some difficult circumstances!!

Nice to meet you, TMV! I love the primary colors of your paintings as well as your poems.

:rose:

Actually it's not all primary..., there are other less prominent colors in it. I did it in MS Paint and it was when I was in a very solitary place. Not physically, mentally. I did invite some other people here and am very surprised that they haven't shown up. I have another thread going in which things degenerated into vicious, intractable anger on the part of those that got caught in a little test of mine. Now those same people are doing everyhting in their tacticle arsenal to find a weak spot in my abilities. trying to suggest in my own mind that I am a spurious clown, as well as ignorant.

Oh, forget that!!! I am so fascinated that you two came up with such ebullient poem's and that it fits so graciously within the purpose of my invention! But even though I conjured this idea, the way it exists now is massively beyond my wildest dreams! Even as I post this, I realize that I am much too verbose and elated in my words to convey my gratitude. But you must realize, this is the first truly, bright thing that I started in this Forum! I think that I will put together a poem for the one artist that I admire above all else. Leonardo DaVinci! He was the epitome of the Renaissance man! His vast mind covered so many different thoughts and ideas. He was the most precognitive thinker in all of history. And he wasn't even psychic! It was all mentality! I could only imagine what he might have done if he was in our day and age!
 
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Well...:)...your enthusiasm and exhuberance are quite evident! I look forward to your poem about Da Vinci...and yes, I do see that the colors in your painting are not all "primary". Very nice work either way!
 
Thank you.

I have others that I have posted in other threads. It was a thought I felt at some time and I do have ambitions to do even more. "MS Paint" is such a simple program, and yet it has a bold fire to it. I try to tone down some parts of it to give it a energetic and human feel. But as I have barely begun, I have so much more to study with it. But studying is what I love to do so much visually..., and thoughtfully.


I offer a small little desktop that I enhanced a bit. You will see where the picture stars/ends and where my touch-up expands the whole so that it might be an undistorted Desktop. The picture is of an actress that has surprised me and caught my attention in so many ways. Yes, visually as well.

Charima Carpenter
 
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because the idea intrigued me...

On Constable

He studied the land, each tree
holding specific meaning for him,
as if they were part of his flock.

Each boat road
holding a scene of work -
barges towed by clydesdales,

or reflection -
Flatford Mill
and autumn oaks.

His vein of gold lay within the land.
Portraits were doable, drivel.

It is in land studies
that his light glows.
In land and tree studies,
his vein of gold
glitters.


http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b126/wildsweetone/100_7194.jpg

An Ash Tree (c. 1835) by John Constable (page 246 in 'Essential Constable')

She sits, child on lap
head in hand, back bowed
in parallel sympathy
with the old ash.




(i need to work on these, to edit. what you see here were first drafted today. i'd like to work them more. it's fun to think of a famous painter, to wonder at his thoughts and working processes, to wonder what he felt about life. thanks for the idea TMV)



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On Constable

He studied the land,
each tree holding specific meaning,
as if they were part of his flock,

each boat road
holding a scene of work -
barges towed by clydesdales,

or reflection -
Flatford Mill
and autumn oaks.

His vein of gold lay within the land.
Portraits were doable, drivel.

It is in land studies
that his light glows.
In land and tree studies
that his vein of gold
glitters.
 
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wildsweetone said:
On Constable

He studied the land, each tree
holding specific meaning for him,
as if they were part of his flock.

Each boat road
holding a scene of work -
barges towed by clydesdales,

or reflection -
Flatford Mill
and autumn oaks.

His vein of gold lay within the land.
Portraits were doable, drivel.

It is in land studies
that his light glows.
In land and tree studies,
his vein of gold
glitters.


http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b126/wildsweetone/100_7194.jpg

An Ash Tree (c. 1835) by John Constable (page 246 in 'Essential Constable')

She sits, child on lap
head in hand, back bowed
in parallel sympathy
with the old ash.




(i need to work on these, to edit. what you see here were first drafted today. i'd like to work them more. it's fun to think of a famous painter, to wonder at his thoughts and working processes, to wonder what he felt about life. thanks for the idea TMV)

I think so, too, wildsweetone! :eek: Have you checked out my "tree" thread? See my sig line...:D I love trees as much as poems....probably MORE. :)
 
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poppy1963 said:
I think so, too, sweetwildone! Have you checked out my "tree" thread? See my sig line...:D I love trees as much as poems....probably MORE. :)

nice tree thread.

:)
 
On David Hockney's Palm-Trees

Once upon a time
the palm-tree meant
immortality
triumph
martyrdom.

Now
palm-trees rise
in Hockney's paintings
as slim
idle feather-dusters.

Now
the dust
turned into acid rain
kills the diligence
of the wavering palms.

The blue of swimming-pools
turned
into static kaleidoscope
into vitreous salt
where bodies shatter.
 
Sunflowers

Sunflowers, by Claude Monet

one-sided conversation with a vase of flowers

Who picked you?

Golden heads still stinging
from the brutality of the sharpest
kitchen knife and who chose this
ragged table as your throne?

And though you wilt, doomed
to hang your robust heads,
the call of dusty fields
and flower beds are luring

where might I find more
like you?


http://www.allposters.com/-sp/Sunflowers-c-1881-Posters_i328825_.htm
 
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Lauren Hynde said:
Once upon a time
the palm-tree meant
immortality
triumph
martyrdom.

Now
palm-trees rise
in Hockney's paintings
as slim
idle feather-dusters.

Now
the dust
turned into acid rain
kills the diligence
of the wavering palms.

The blue of swimming-pools
turned
into static kaleidoscope
into vitreous salt
where bodies shatter.

*Nods to the fading failing of the health wealth of all things eventually...:(...*
 
I came across this thread whilst stalking The Poppy. This is a great idea! I can't participate, unfortunately (unless I sense I won't be stoned for posting criminally atrocious doggerel), but I will certainly enjoy it. :)
 
stirbird said:
I came across this thread whilst stalking The Poppy. This is a great idea! I can't participate, unfortunately (unless I sense I won't be stoned for posting criminally atrocious doggerel), but I will certainly enjoy it. :)

:)

So far so good here regarding the stonings! It IS a great concept, too.

NormalJean: Love the sunflowers poem...I have one-sided conversations with foreign, inanimate, unresponsive things all the time! I mean "foreign, inanimate, unresponsive things" are people, too...right? :D
 
stirbird said:
I can't participate, unfortunately (unless I sense I won't be stoned for posting criminally atrocious doggerel)
Please do participate! You certainly won't do worse in terms of atrocious doggerel than, for example, the starter of the thread has done in the last few days. :D
 
Lauren Hynde said:
Please do participate! You certainly won't do worse in terms of atrocious doggerel than, for example, the starter of the thread has done in the last few days. :D

I have a feeling that is what SB is referring to...lol! She tends too steer clear of such atrocious doggerel! Heaven knows I wasn't aware of it happening when I first came in here...as I am trying to get on that "steer clear" path as well. However it does seem a safety zone so far and I was glad to see your additions!

:) :rose: :)
 
I care so little.....

Dragging their fuses into this thread is childish...., and so from there, I have been gone due to the forum missing and from things in the RL coming to a idealic response. But I have come to try and encourage even more so that we keep the focus on this thread at the point of aliterating the pleasures the fine legends and heroes of history. The great "Master's" and painters that have made so much of our childhood!

We are still struck as adults, but our imaginations were lit by the vibrant and vast talents of what we saw as we grew from infant to puberty! They marked us forever by their necessities and desires for things that the flesh could not imbibe. But the mind could see!

I am still working on my poem of Leonardo, But I do ask your pardon for having taken so much time to enjoy my other delights. And please, don't let those things go on elsewhere (in the forum), distract you from your delights! I happily welcome all who find repose here!
 
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