Posts tagged ‘Art class’

The Dream at the End of the World

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Opening pages of Found Poetry Book 4: The Dream at the End of the World.  I loved that title and to boot: printed way back in 1991, the paper is quality stuff that can handle the sharpie markers, highlighters and thinly spread dollar store acrylic paint.  I keep saying “thinly spread” as no matter how good the paper quality is in these old books, if you layer on gobs of acrylic, bad things are going to happen to your book project.  I’ve seen it happen with a few participants and yes it can get messy fast.  And that’s when the tears start…

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Remember: this is meant to be a long term art making project.  As you can see I started this one way back on September 4, 019.  Here we are at December 15th and I have 3 pages to go!  The opening “found poem”, is 2 pages of love…

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Found poems…  Love this stuff!  As I said to participants:  what literary surprises are waiting for us with every page?

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The End of Art School, found poem No. 3, is an 8 page beauty that goes like this:

in a dream, rising up through the tranquil sleep of a warm May evening, left in its wake a delicious sense of peace, of afternoon sunlight, the dream terrain, i felt the thrill of recognition, was offering, up to him again.  

his life was out of control, sidetracked by untidy passions, impulsive missteps, messy obsessions…

daring was in his art, and his ambition seemed limitless, he was an accomplished poet as well as a musician, still, he was beginning to feel like a hired hand, and he was weary of focusing his energy on works that were not his own.

disturbing, nihilistic, quietly bizarre…

its perpetual distraction.  as summer approached, the power of his stories, the dream had shown him the way.

flirtatious, seductive, she staged mad crushes, they had become favourites among the creative elite, they were famous among the famous.

his only refuge was his imagination, he invented his own planet, “I was always trying to get away.”

found his freedom, possessed of a diffident charm, and sensible in summer, thrillingly remote, was vital and clamorous, the ancient native, life burst through the seams, wonderfully excessive, costume balls, expeditions and martinis, cleanliness and efficiency.

steady, hot, with a moon that is like a sun when it is full, a madhouse: the piano in their isolated house was wildly out of tune…

trance dancing-all of it was part of the pageantry, Sahara, the sky had a life of its own, baptism of solitude, silent country, sensation of existing in the midst of something that is absolute: the absolute has no price.

mystical undercurrents ran deep, a man transforming, the supple nature of reality, on the other side of the looking glass, alienness intoxicating, insupportable jealousy, I shall be away. 

pursued the exotic, self indulgent, he kept up his creative momentum, he transported himself, an untamed twenty year old, the two began to spin fantasies.

a protagonist in his novel, restless souls who wanted to explore life outside, purpose and spirit, it was a mystery, She laughed: “You KNOW I don’t want you to go.”

a close friend of both, i dimly remember my own face and not yours, how psychosomatic can you get?

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Of course there is room for drawing: “Fancy Shawl Dancer, who IS Mother Earth”,  sharpie marker, thinly spread dollar store acrylic.

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And room too, for experimenting with the draw and the subject of the draw:  black ball point pen with sharpie marker on acrylic paint.  Maybe there is an opportunity to create a new series of pictures from the sketches in these pages.

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Some days are tougher than others…  Sharpie marker on acrylic paint.

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“True Love: age 22, (I knew her name)”, Found poem, a 12 page extravaganza!

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Once into it, these sketches can be pretty telling…  (life on the road…  )

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And of course there is room for fun stuff!  The end page of a wildly sexual poem, from the Road Taken!

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Ah yes: room to explore, room to create, and maybe a new series of paintings in the development stages…

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Heavy duty and ultra supra TELLING!  Wow.  This drawing is from the last of the pages in the book, 384 pages of found poems, drawings, journals, love stories, memory brambles lane, black circles under blood shot eyes, spinning out in a parking lot, from soup to nuts, insanity before xmas in the city.

Yes the found poetry book project is a work in progress and an exciting exercise for the creative soul.  On Monday I’ll be back in the goodwill on the snoop, looking for another interesting title with high quality paper.

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Power Bird, acrylic on canvas, 18×24 inches, by anishnabe artist Mark Seabrook.  Made fresh this past week and using a new brand of acrylic paint!  The last of my Stevenson Professional Acrylic, and I mean the last, we’re down to the bottom of the barrels, I’m pretty sure we only have a half dozen paintings remaining in those paint barrels.  Very sad for me as Stevenson was my brand since all the way back in art school.

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Power Birds, acrylic on canvas, 24×36 inches, by anishnabe artist Mark Seabrook.  Originally it was a black and white but with this new brand of paint in the house, it’s time to explore and see what she can do.

Just ten days before Xmas and…  yikes: another year will be in the books.

 

Life in the Big City

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Drawing Class:  Your self portrait in the woodland style with Anishnabe Instructor Mark Seabrook, Friday, June 7th.  I worked with 2 groups of teens at a school in Ottawa on Friday and this wild and crazy character was hanging out in the room we were working in!  Imagine having that guy staring at you first thing in the morning!  The classes went alright and gosh there are some talented young artists coming up!

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Man with Blues in 28 C weather, near the Train Yards, Vanier Parkway, Ottawa, Friday afternoon, just before rush hour traffic.

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Blazing into the city, Gardiner Expressway, Saturday morning around 7 a.m.  On my way to the Roncesvalles Open Air Market, it went alright.  Started out that morning at 2 a.m. from Ottawa, what beauty scenes at 4 a.m. in the country between the 2 cities.  By the time we shut it down it was midnight in Markham: that makes for a long business day!

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On Roncesvalles, Toronto, Saturday afternoon, open air market.  Hey there are some very nice folks who operate that market, some of the friendliest market folks I’ve come across.  They take good care of you always!

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Raven scenes, acrylic on canvas board, 9×12 inches, one of the pieces available on Saturday.

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Raven scenes, acrylic on canvas board, 7×9 inches, art work by Mark Seabrook.

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Twinravens, acrylic on canvas board, 5×7 inches, by anishnabe artist Mark Seabrook.

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Fire Lake, acrylic on canvas board, 7×9 inches, by anishnabe artist Mark Seabrook.

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Pages 100/101, Found Poetry Book 3.  I always stop on June 6th and remember the men and women who went to work on that day, back in 1944.

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Outside the crib in Markham, Ontario: we’re staying here for now.  I love how these folks keep the place looking Class A.  We’re a long way from the range when we’re walking up the sidewalk into this place.

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Maybe we can put our toes into this later on today!  Supposed to be a beauty 30 C here and gosh its been a long time since we’ve seen weather like this!

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The river back home: we’re a long way from our Friday 5 p.m. Summer time ritual where we stop everything, go down to the river, and thank the almighty we’re on the range, out and away from the city, the traffic, the noise and pollution.  Things are going to be different this summer but we’ll see what we can do with it.  One thing is for sure:  there are a lot of paintings to be made and a lot of fun art classes in the dream works!

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A summer morning on the range, back home, on Manitoulin Island.  We’ll get back there one of these days.  Hopefully we can bring a few friends as I have a brand new Art Making Exercise that involves dance, BIG BRUSH, and gravity!  I know it works for me but I want to see it in others!  More to come!