THE ARTIST.©
ART AND POETRY bY Caroline Street.
Enlivened by starting something new,
An idea that has been thought through, A canvas is placed on an easel, Mediums arranged on a table And with palette and brush in hand, The artist closes off the world And enters a creative whirl. An array of colours in tubes and pans Is mixed on the palette by the artist's hand. Painting knives and brushes: Flats, rounds, and filberts - A mahl stick to steady the hand. The studio fills with odours Of mediums, oils and solvents. |
Art paraphernalia is scattered around,
Dipping buckets of glass and stainless steel, Rags of linen - anything soft to the feel To capture smudges and spills out of hand. A paint-splattered overcoat, a headband - Books of masters and guidelines are strewn about; Colour wheels and references to help the artist out. The canvas will be transformed, From mere thought, Into something hand-wrought. A vision captured And vibrantly coloured. Passion is the source from which art soars: A field of sunflowers, A bank of storm clouds, rain showers, Hills of green, cerulean seas. Perhaps a still-life: A draped cloth, a silver tureen, A peeled apple and paring knife, Light reflecting on a wine glass or two; Whatever the intellect can construe. Themes from city lights to wildlife; Portraits, figures, a reclining nude. |
Copyright © 2016 Caroline Street. (Art, Poetry, Photography) All rights reserved.