“The moving finger writes; and having writ, moves on: nor all thy piety nor wit shall lure it back to cancel half a line, nor all thy tears wash out a word of it.”
from Edward Fitzgerald’s translation of the Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam.
acrylic ink drawing by clinock
Posted in Art, Drawings, The Inner Path
Tagged acrylic ink drawing, Be Here Now, Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam, the moving finger writes
ask ancient question,
Is everything OK or not?
and Trickster appears
photo and haiku by clinock.
Thanks and credit to unknown dumpster artists.
‘The 100′ series was initiated by my 100th Post in April 2012. As text and images are the essence of my blog my intention is to present 100 pieces of textual art from historical and contemporary artists and from my own hand. To view the series to date click on ‘The 100’ in my Category Menu.
Posted in Art, Photography, poetry, Street Art, Text and Art, The '100', The Inner Path
Tagged dichotomy, dualism, dumpster art, haiku, OK or not?, philosophy, The Trickster
It’s a fast and frantic dance
around the corpus collosum
these days -
a crowded floor,
confused music,
stumbling movement,
crushed toes and egos.
Always has been this way
I guess and
always will?
Spinning yins and
gesticulating yangs
yelling and threatening.
Black versus white.
Frolic becomes fight,
man and woman,
ideologies,
church and state,
hate,
woman and woman,
man and man,
the loss of love,
war.
What if the gods lay down
and slept it off?
What if the waltz
was more fascinating
than the weapon?
What if a vast silence
descended
and everyone
took the day off
and listened
in quietude
to what one other person
wished to say?
The world continues
to turn gracefully.
It is only the animal
who-man who
is too clumsy
and deaf with self
to follow the music
of the spheres.
Get down
and boogie
the night
away –
it takes two
to -
and more.
And many more
equals
peace.
Poem and Acrylic painting on canvas. 20″ x 30″ by clinock.
Posted in Art, Paintings, poetry, Stories of my Art
Tagged acrylic painting, Love, war and peace, Duel, dance vs conflict, dualistic thinking, aggression, hate, expressionistic painting
The Waiting Room Drawings #6 – Urban Heat – solvent rubbing – by clinock. June 04. 2013.
she comes and goes
in this room
lacerating space with light,
tears and laughter,
while I stand
in urban heat
between faces and windows
lost in the solitude of speed.
she comes and goes
through the waiting,
promising nothing
yet open to all,
while I stand
arms akimbo
within traffic jams
that do not speak to me.
she comes and goes
across my gaze
and vanishes in night,
engaged elsewhere
while I stand
with clown nose
hawking post cards
of women I have known.
she comes and goes
through this solitude
on undeviating wings.
“Follow me” she says
then disappears
into the room beyond
the waiting room
where I cannot follow.
Poem and artwork by clinock.
A jigsaw from Japan – the image of ‘The Gleaners’ – a painting by Millet (1814-1875). The painting’s title relates so perfectly to the process involved in ‘gleaning’ the translated instructions:
glean [gleen]
verb (used with object)
1. to gather slowly and laboriously, bit by bit.
2. to gather (grain or the like) after the reapers or regular gatherers.
3. to learn, discover, or find out, usually little by little or slowly.
The translation of this puzzle, (below), is a puzzle in itself - so surreal that I couldn’t resist a poem, (below below), another level of translation…
When Peace is insufficient
as discovered in translation,
please one, and confirm
the number of peace
in the very beginning.
It groups as parts
of a small class of parts
so note keeping enough
so not as to lose it.
Remember,
it becomes easy to unite
if it unites from the peace
of the outside frame.
This is important.
As for outside frame peace,
one place or two places
have flattened.
Please note
there are a lot
of mistakes.
Do not set forcibly
when there is loosening
or it is tight.
It assembles while dividing.
This also is important.
Each colour that looks like peace
paint, without irregularity
to bury the joint part,
under the surface,
with the sponge of the
attachment and crowd.
Please pay attention.
When peace is insufficient
please search for surroundings
well,
once now.
This is essential.
And sorry to trouble you,
to note the report
of correct peace.
After it sends back,
we will send the peace
at once.
If only it were that simple….
Found object and poem by clinock.
‘The 100′ series was initiated by my 100th Post in April 2012. As text and images are the essence of my blog my intention is to present 100 pieces of textual art from historical and contemporary artists and from my own hand. To view the series to date click on ‘The 100’ in my Category Menu.
Mixed media collage by clinock
mirrors
can be
windows
too
through which we catch ourselves
in the moment of seeing ourselves
in the act of meeting ourselves
catching the moment of
seeing ourselves
caught
in
the
act.
Poem and photo by clinock.
Posted in Art, Photography, poetry, The Inner Path
Tagged art and poetry, light, looking and seeing, meeting oneself, Photography, reflections, urban illusions, windows & mirrors
