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Painting, Acrylic on Canvas
Size: 36 W x 12 H x 1.5 D in
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Inspired by “The Essential Neruda: Selected Poems” “Dead Gallop Like ashes, like oceans gathering themselves, in the submerged slowness, in what’s unformed, or like hearing from a high place on the road the cross-echo of church bells, holding that sound just off the metal, confused, weighing down, turning to dust, in the same mill of forms, too far away, remembered or never seen, and the fragrance of plums rolling to the ground, which rot in time, infinitely green. That everything, so quick, so lively, immobile, though, like the pully, wild inside itself, those wheels in motors, you know. Existing like the dry stitches in the seams of the tree, silent, encircling, like that, all the limbs mixing up their tails. I mean, from where, to where, on what shore? The constant swirl, uncertain, so mute, like the lilacs around the convent, or death’s arrival on the ox’s tongue, who falls in jerks, his guard down, his horns trying to sound. That’s why, in what’s immobile, stopping oneself, to perceive, then, like an immense fluttering of wings, above, like dead bees or numbers, ay, that which my pale heart can’t embrace, in multitudes, in tears scarcely shed, and human exertions, storms, black actions suddenly discovered, like ice, vast disorder, oceanic, for me who enters singing, like a sword among the defenseless. Now then, what it is made of, that surge of doves there between night and time, like a humid ravine? That sound, already so long, which falls striping the roads with stones, or better yet, when just one hour expands without warning, extending endlessly. Within the ring of summer the great pumpkins listen once, stretching out their poignant plants, of that, of what’s asking so much, full, dark with heavy drops.”
2014
Acrylic on Canvas
One-of-a-kind Artwork
36 W x 12 H x 1.5 D in
Not Framed
Not applicable
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"...Colour is a power which directly influences the soul. Colour is the keyboard, the eyes are the hammers, the soul is the piano with many strings. The artist is the hand which plays, touching one key to another, to cause vibrations in the soul." Wassily Kandisnsky Starting from a black canvas, I acknowledge that one must experience darkness in order to truly see light. I seek out the light in every aspect of my life, searching for that sliver of illumination in the midst of even the darkest of moments. Manifesting as a desire for connection, with those around me and to the life force within myself, this ever present longing for light drives and transforms the spark of inspiration to the fire of creation. Sometimes there may be only embers glowing from behind, threatening to fully ignite. Other times, the spark catches and flares, burning across the canvas. Through it all, I strive to create a vibrancy through my use of color. I truly feel that I did not choose to be an artist. Art is the thread weaving the fabric of my life, without which there is no sense of peace, fulfillment, or the ability to deeply breathe. It is a dance through which I experience that infinite place where ‘I’ disappear and time stops. I believe that when people are drawn to my art it's because they sense the pulse of that dance. It is the experience of life’s dance, its ecstatic lights and depths of darkness, that shape and influence my work. I paint from my heart hoping to touch the soul of the viewer and fill them with lush colors, rich textures, and thought provoking imagery. Colors, bright and kinetic, urge the viewer to interact with the work, beckoning them to soak in the vibrant pools of colors and bask in the rays of light. I paint echoes of my life, giving the viewer a glimpse of my mind and soul, and a window to look within themselves. The intersecting of the work and the viewer’s perception transforms each painting into a living mirror. It grows and changes, reflecting the dynamic movement of our own inner landscapes. Once, upon viewing my paintings, I was told, "You gave flesh and bones to the mysterious." Consumed "I surrender to the breath, filling my lungs with the flames of desire. Burning from within, no longer holding on to darkness, the past. i surrender fully to Your light, consumption making me whole." - eweber
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