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Touch of Art

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Touch of Art

 

How do fingers know

to hold the pencil or stick of charcoal

lightly so that just the tip of the medium

leaves its delicate mark on paper or canvas

each roundness and change of shade

or light demanding a different stroke.

 

How do fingers know to hold a bow

with resin to cross agonizingly slow

to enter our brains with sadness or joy

created by the artist’s flow of string

against string, emotion filling the air?

Why do strains sans words often bring tears?

 

How does a man or woman slide fingers

down a spine that responds with chill bumps,

agony and ecstasy merging with the gentle touch?

How can the prone lover know even the ridges

of the exploring finger tips, skin that relishes

the feel of the lover’s stroke?

 

How does the ink flow exactly from the quill,

or grammatically from fingers that caress

black keys as thoughts form words whose

letters glide onto the surface, coming together,

forming, sometimes, a gestalt whole greater

than even the author’s presented parts?

 

How do long, slim fingers gently touch ivory

keys to send velvet against taut strings whose

tone has been tightened to perfect pitch

by perfect ears that fill the baffled hall with

chords known but still pleasantly surprised

by the newness of the interpretation?

 

How does a writer relay the magic in his brain?

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Lake

I like how you use the medium of art to relate to other things: emotion, love, music and writing. It all takes practice. As I watched my teacher doing the demo, I just felt it is a miracle. And then he said "I've been doing this for 35 years!"

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fdelano

Yes! I've been at this for more than sixty years, indebted to a great artist teacher who flew B-17s in WWII, who came home to paint his memories of the ceiling of the Sistine chapel.

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Lake

Wow, sixty years! Very impressive. You have to display a larger size of your work for us to appreciate.

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fdelano

I'm a dabbler in the arts. Most of my paintings/drawings are stored somewhere or given to the subjects. I do give prints to some who I think will find some value in them. A few I have sold for exorbitant prices, almost equaling the price of printing. I truly do not write or paint for profit, finding more value in the comments of friends. A couple or three here have had my work imposed on them. :wink:

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moonqueen

Hardly imposed!

 

If anyone would know, Franklin, this poem and artwork would say it would be you. I don't know from where most of my own words even come.

 

I really, really like this one. There seems to be a tenderness towards the craftsmen; perhaps that is what generated the third stanza. Quite nice.

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fdelano

Such heady praise! Sometimes I think you know more about my work than I. Thank you, Tamra.

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Dee2

Even though well-understood factors make these actions work, the poem does a nice job of allowing us to ignore the obvious and let our imaginations work their magic.

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