Archive for the ‘Art’ Category
Beach Junk for Art
Posted in Art, tagged Writing on January 31, 2018| 3 Comments »
What Actually Happened?
Posted in Art, Poetry on January 27, 2018| Leave a Comment »
Are found truths eliminated lies?
– proved wrong before truth pursued?
Is time not wasted while examining lies?
Is proving a lie truth
or is truth hiding elsewhere?
Are lies scientific evidence when found false, like proving the null hypothesis?
Are lies facts when truth is obfuscated?
Are lies kind when they are white?
Are lies easier to live when when they bely the meaning of facts?
Are lies truer when falsified?
What about pathological lying?
What are we going to do about that?
Sketch and poem by MJC
Ahem
Posted in Art, Poetry on January 12, 2018| Leave a Comment »
How is it that
concern for others is worthless?
real is fake?
data are junk to be ridiculed?
declarations of love laughable?
insults the norm?
while we all fall down, together?
Is there anyone left standing?
This hurts!
Cartoon sketch by MJC.
Who is that Woman?
Posted in Art, Poetry on January 11, 2018| 2 Comments »
She mystifies me, that woman,
holding her paint brush confidently in her left hand,
sitting as she does left leg over right, appearing poised and comfortable in her flowery dress, hair flying, bun loosely in place.
She looks like a beautiful tiger, or
an exceptional rose hanging over tall branches, alone and colorful.
I wonder what she is thinking, this woman of the late 1920’s, an artist painting just a few years since American women could vote.
Is she looking forward?
She might be aghast if her visionary powers are excellent.
Is she trying to forget? While sitting comfortably in that brief time between two world wars.
Is she reveling in the present?
I hope so.
Oil painting on canvas by MJC
Water color on paper by MJC
Hot and Sultry Summers
Posted in Art, Poetry on August 16, 2017| Leave a Comment »
Today, yesterday, the day before,
tomorrow,
steam rolls off the grass,sun melts hot colors of summer flowersshade comes in sliced piecesshattered by tall grasseswind sneaks through bushes, frenetically waving.
Black and white of winter, browns and oranges of autumn.
Disappeared forgotten.
Orange lilies bob their headsreaching out above the hydrangeasdelicate flickering petals flyingsedately touching summer hot streams of light.
Red poppies appear.
Last year it was hot pink phlox.
The garden shifts its mooddepending uponwhich way the seeds blowhow the seedlings survive winter storms,which roots drink in cold spring rainabsorb or radiate this simmering heatsometimes leaves just shrugging down and hanging therewaiting for water.
Watercolor painting and poem by MJC
Fire and Fury
Posted in Art, Poetry on August 10, 2017| Leave a Comment »
Poem and sketch by MJC
Does it Matter?
Posted in Art, Poetry on August 8, 2017| Leave a Comment »
Why do I care where the shore is, if traveling to the other side there is none?
Here, the beach eroded, no longer discernible, sharks departing years ago.
Strangled in plastic, caught in nets, hit by propellers of great boats.
I fear, in this kayak, of drowning in my own tears.
They are gone. As are we, soon.
What Happened?
Posted in Art, Poetry on July 30, 2017| Leave a Comment »
She is a whisper in his ear. He is a sparkle in her eye.
They tried, but it was too much work.
She failed to notice.
He failed to see.
She cried.
He sighed.
It died.
Gone.
Bye.
Ah
A
.
Poem and photo by MJChamie
Tanka # 13 Departure
Posted in Art, Poetry on July 27, 2017| Leave a Comment »
He is gone today.
Not debated, just soft thoughts,
Beyond volition,
No time left for a goodbye,
Exited from pain, suffering.
Grateful for his presence, here.
Loved by his family and friends.
Poem and photo by MJC
Tanka # 12 Portland Public Transport
Posted in Art, Poetry on July 25, 2017| Leave a Comment »
Solar powered bike
Brightly trending arrival
Rented for a song.
Future transport cheers us on
Ancient two-wheel comes of age.
Photo of Biketown rental and poem by MJC










