“If we have no peace, it is because we have forgotten that we belong to each other.”
― Mother Teresa
A collage of my some of my paintings made with photoshop.
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Tag Archives: paintings
Set to Square
My Frigidaire’s in disrepair
the water’s leaking everywhere
My husband, well, he’s unaware
He’s napping in his underwear.
I tell myself, “do not despair.”
There must be food I can prepare
something fresh, a peach or pear?
Poor Fridge, it’s had it’s wear and tear
this in common, this we share
But I will act most debonair
when I wake up my sleeping bear
still with stance that’s set to square
and tell him he must fetch our fare
(“yes, now go and do your share”)
then waving just one hand in flair
I’ll sit upon my outdoor chair,
paint my nails with greater care
then catch a snooze mid-air.
– C. Dennis-Willingham ©
painting by Kay Crain
(I love this piece of art)
via Frigid
Not All Noise Hurts
But if you prefer silence …
image credit of snail
image credit of children laughing
image credit of carousel
image credit of Preservation Hall
image credit of waterfall
via Noise
Who’s Who?
How Did I Miss This?
I love works of art. Possibly because I’m not very good at it.
Yes, I know the basics but, for some reason, I never seem to buy the right canvas. (wink)
We all know of Vermeer’s “Girl with the Pearl Earring.” But today, I discovered one of his works that I don’t remember seeing before and,
Wowzer!
I insist that you meet Vermeer’s “The Girl with the Red Hat” –
the hat, fuzzy and soft enough to feel
the lighting, impeccable
the cloak, smooth and silky beneath your fingers
her moist lips ready to speak
her eyes searching to know you.
I won’t give up painting on canvas but, for now, I’ll stick to painting words.
image source
Hop-Scotching
He was mild in his manner
and sound in his ways?
Perhaps, but
‘Twas his creative spirit
that was worthy of praise
from my “Ben” series
via Mild
The Puzzler
She puzzled and puzzled till her puzzler was sore
She walked down the hallway and opened the door
And to her amazement guess what she saw?
The sky? The trees? No, not that at all!
But pieces of colors all shades and all hues
obstructing her vision but changing her views.
For the pieces together were so snuggly fit
that the light in her brain was instantly lit.
Nothing to ponder and nothing to question
No one’s advice and no ones’ suggestions.
The pieces together had finished their quest
so now she could sit down and quietly rest.
Art and poem by CD-W (thanks for the inspiration, Dr. Seuss)
Tethering to Glory
In the arms of a rope:
I”d tether to the glory
of lily fields and daffodils
on wings of whip-poor-wills in flight
toward the moon’s calm light
I’d gather all the wisdom known
with loosened knots, embrace the thoughts
allowing plots of greater good
to be my livelihood
You, untangled chord of strength
the sturdy twine so blessed mine
a lifeline, filled with hope
this dreamer’s periscope
Photo credit and: “The metaphysicians, theologists and even the modern psycho-analysts, have been long using it – the imagery of swing, for defining the wanderings of self and a vacillating, wavering or indecisive mind, and aestheticians, poets and painters …”
The Recycling of Dead People
Perhaps, with a droll sense of humor, you will chuckle to learn what French artist Martin Drolling used to make Mummy Brown.
“Art historians believe he used the remains of French kings disinterred from the royal abbey of St. Denis in Paris” to create the burnt/raw umber hue in the below painting.
Kinda makes you think twice about what the women on the canvas are actually thinking.
daily word prompt: via Droll
Get Rid and Live
Once you get rid of the riffraff, the world is calm and beautiful.
I created this image by merging two of my paintings via photoshop.
daily word press prompt: via Riff
Carolyn Dennis-Willingham 