Sunday, February 18, 2007

given the right impetus


Forced by the frame to be self contained the forbearance of empty shapes to the place where imagination takes flight given the right impetus.


the frame

when even the frame
cannot contain art in flow
cohesion of chaos

4 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Groovy.

Plywood is so naturally psychedelic, at least I think so.

It is especially so, here, with the added colored-light paterns.

I think it would be so cool to have a piece painted, say, black like this one, with each ring traced with other colors of paint.

Huh? Huh?

~ James

10:01 PM  
Blogger dave said...

you project a wonderful image.

I'm so desperate for colour! Where are the flowers?

5:55 AM  
Blogger Sir James Eric Watkins said...

Soon my friend. Very soon there will be so many flowers, so much ~colour~, to choose from that it'll feel like the whole world is smiling, all at once. But then you know that all too well.

8:32 PM  
Blogger dave said...

well "u" see ... old habits
even my daughter doesn't use the 'u' anymore.
it's one word I have a hard time letting go of though

5:38 AM  

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