Monday, May 9, 2011

Upon returning to drawing and painting after 40 years

Diving Into Real Colors

We writers are told a million times
To understand the colors of the word.

Fiery cries are red and love is blue.
Shakespeare is a dazzling tropical bird.

Here I am with crayons and acrylics.
Red and blue and green and variations.

Watercolors and pencils to create
The spectrum and its wondrous striations.

That I must not lead, but follow the line
Until it finds its own end is still true.

I will start simply. In the student mind.
Humbly accepting that the Master is:


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