Deception of the Eye

We all know that our eyes can be deceptive. Most of the time, we see what we want to see …  until someone points us toward the truth.

“No, that’s not possible,” I told my friend on our visit to Florence, Italy.

“Oh, my dear, but it is. They mastered it well during the Renaissance.”

“But it’s a sculpture.”

“Nope. It’s flush with the wall. It’s all paint.”

That’s when I realized I was a neophyte to the art of Trompe l’oeil.

Classical Trompe loeil

Wikipedia: Trompe-l’œil (French for “deceive the eye”, pronounced [tʁɔ̃p lœj]) is an art technique that uses realistic imagery to create the optical illusion that the depicted objects exist in three dimensions. Forced perspective is a comparable illusion in architecture.

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I decided to give it a go, at least in small measures.

Thinking of Leonardo Da Vinci, I painted the image below (not the center man- he was truly glued on). The image is flat but I wanted to make the papers appear taped to a brick wall. The shadows around the papers add to the 3-D appearance.

Note: the words are written in Italian, backwards, like Da Vinci wrote. The envelope (from the man himself) says, “Dear Carolina, Maybe this helps!

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This one, The Helper, is one dimensional and has no real frame.

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While I continue to be a neophyte in this department, today there are many great artists who can master this technique.

And,  I still can’t decide which is better — a deceptive eye or the truth behind it. What I do know is this —

Magic Happens

 

 

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daily word prompt: Neophyte

 

 

 

 

It Began as a Stroll

It began as a stroll

both hand in hand

until she said no,

taking a stand

 

He turned to her face

and yelled some rude words

She knew right away

the man was absurd

 

Confident now

about the division

she strutted away

and praised her decision

 

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Painting by CD-W

daily word prompt: Strut

Critter Clocks

He sat and pondered on his couch

engrossed by such a  day

the clock forgot to set itself

and the shadows ran astray

 

He’d sat enthralled much earlier

inside a chicken coop

grew feathers on his arms and legs

and hollered out a “whoop!”

 

No chicken soup tonight, he thought

those birds might yell at me

gingerly, of course they would,

but not a guarantee

 

The plumes were gone but there he sat

in room with critter clocks

Ben was clever, and Ben was glad

to live outside a box.

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Painting by CD-W (1 of 3 in my Ben series)

 

daily word prompt: Gingerly

Nothing to Fear

 

Don’t be afraid

open the window

let in the air

Take a peek inside, see

hearts and ire

candles and daggers

roses and soot

monuments and ruins

a fortress and a tennament

a marauder and a Nobel

thunderstorms and clear skies

an anchor and a lifeboat

You are all of these

Open your window

let in the air

see you faults and graces,

your discord and harmony

Learn

Feel

Accept

And when you do

There is nothing to fear

on Armistice Day.

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painting by CD-W

 

Weekly Photo Prompt: Peek

Feed the Birds

Come feed the little birds, show them you care
And you’ll be glad if you do
Their young ones are hungry
Their nests are so bare
All it takes is tuppence from you
Feed the birds, tuppence a bag,
Tuppence, tuppence, tuppence a bag
“Feed the birds, ” that’s what she <he> cries
While overhead, her <his> birds fill the skies
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Lyrics by Songwriters: Richard M. Sherman / Robert B. Sherman (Mary Poppins)
Feed the Birds lyrics © Walt Disney Music Company
painting by CD-W from a photo I took in Italy