Friday, February 22, 2013

Poetics: the odd couple


'And this is what I see in your art---'
a woman in brown felted coat, coming
just below the knee,
says to the artiste'

he twitches,
         twitches,
               twitches
red fingered cheeks, without words
& pursed lips---to her lay
out what moved her

as a shaft
of illumination, through the window,
creeps across the floor,
         beyond the framed collage
         of bubble gum stickers,

         by the mass of clay knots
         entitled 'tumorous heart IV'
         (some never learn)

         even still the base
         of the trashcan, neatly plaqued
         'the trashcan'

         to the well worn toe of his shoe,
somewhere below where his art hangs
(in his opinion, of course, which is
           all that matters)

he twitches,
         twitches with each clock ticked moment,
second, closer, closer

'THAT is NOT what it MEANS
              at ALL!"
then storms off, arms & everything
leaving her to stand, alone with his work,
like that couple----the beautiful girl
& rat faced man, too tall & short,
who can't stop playfully touching
each others hands, ogling & pink---

you don't understand,
                         but can tell
---it works

Today @ dVerse Poets, Kelvin is up for his first time behind the bar...and you would think he owned the joint...showing up to his first day of work he brought all his artwork to redecorate. Ok, so he justhas us writing about them...you'll see...come 3 PM EST.

76 comments:

adeeyoyo said...

Hard sometimes to hear what others think, understand or fail to. To put yourself out there waiting for mostly criticism, but hoping for praise.

kaykuala said...

While most others are rational, artists tend to be more sentimental and overly sensitive. Not surprised he can just storm off in a huff on a little matter. Nicely Brian!

Hank

Lea and Paul said...

If you're going to expose yourself you better close your coat - Lea
To speak out you open yourself to criticism - Paul

Claudia said...

really love this much...how you show us the different people..the art "interpreter" or critic..the artist who wants his art to come across in a certain way instead of letting it go and then that charming closure pic when art is just experienced and felt, no matter if it "fits" objectively or can be understood or if it makes sense..just the beauty and magic of it...very cool

Cloudia said...

Thinking.
Aloha!

Green Speck said...

There are so many thoughts engraved in your words !!!

Lorraine said...

Oh it is said that a time will come where you will be able to view a painting 'living' with its meaning, imagine the possibilities

Valerie said...

I never really thought about artists much. Whilst people interpret art in their different ways, I appreciate that the artist can selfishly want his work to be seen 'through his eyes'. Interesting poem today, Brian.

SueAnn Lommler said...

I have heard many conversations discussing art...some very similar to this! Ha
Well said
Hugs
SueAnn

Dave King said...

Love the allusion to J. Alfred Prufrock. Thought that the icing on the cake.

Kelvin S.M. said...

...art is very important to me...it's what makes my life extraordinary...i paint, i sketch, i draw without the promise of getting the right judgement & understanding my art deserve... i do wait for that moment one would come & praise my work like 'oh GOD' --- this thought belonged already in my premature days, i guess... i think as an artist you don't devote time creating a mona lisa for your own eyes but rather for the enjoyment of many cursing eyes who claim they know you but oh they don't... and perhaps they'll never get the real leaonardo in you... 'and this is what i see in your art' --- ah, how many times those words crossed into my ears... and for many times yet i will hear those words... art is not merely seeing... it's rather feeling... art should make one feel so to understand... at least, that's how i look at it... smiles... i enjoyed this Brian... the twitching, the trashcan, the rat faced man...everything...and as always great write... smiles...

Tracy Kuhn Greenlee said...

"then storms off, arms and everything"... great line. really have come to enjoy your style of poetry. So, i think this is an applause of you putting it out there. thank you

manicddaily said...

This is very subtly funny, Brian - I love the plaque below the trash can and the Tumerous Heart IV. (Please!) Your simple 'some never learn' is terrific = and yet for all the humor, you manage a great deal of sweetness.

k.

Grace said...

I like the portrayal of the odd couple, the woman & artist with his twitching, trying to lay-out what moved her ~

There are some art works/output we don't understand, but it touches us somehow, see it works anyway.

Happy Saturday ~

Leovi said...

Excellent poem. Yes, odd couple ... but it works ...

DJan said...

I thought maybe it was a typo, the Kelvin name, and then he commented! Interesting to think of who actually "owns" art and what it all means. Makes me downright twitchy. :-)

Mary said...

Ah, it happens so often, I think, the someone sees in a person's art something that the artist did not intend....but the art can work nonetheless! The same is true of poetry, I think. If someone is moved in some way by either art or poetry, that is what is most important. That is also the messageI get from your poem!

JANU said...

I have many artist friends, whose work I really do not understand. I ask them to interpret the meaning of their art....safe that way. Your poetry is an art in itself.

Pat Hatt said...

Yeah many I don't get at all
But make nice pictures on the wall
Will not storm off though
Just shrug and go
But there are those in a huff
That will stomp off and puff puff puff

mbalmedpoet said...

Always intriguing how one's work affects the masses. Or other people in general. Very well done!!

Optimistic Existentialist said...

To me, the beauty of art is its subjectivity...how each person can see something completely different in the same painting/photograph/poem.

Helen said...

It's difficult to 'put it all out there' and wait for the reaction. Deep down, we all crave a little validation ... nicely done, Brian.

Heather said...

awesome...different art/artists touching us all in different ways....i like the trash can reference! :)

Gloria said...

just beautiful!
Have a nice saturday and said T. bake something delicious!

Laurie Kolp said...

Open interpretation breeds peace... for artists and poets, eh?

Brandee Shafer said...

It IS particularly wonderful when someone grasps the intended meaning. But it's wonderful, also, just to have someone find any meaningful meaning...to care enough to view it in the first place. Have an awesome weekend, Friend, and please send up a prayer for my red-headed wonder. Fever for 5 days (ugh).

Daniel said...

This reminds me of that scene in the museum where all the high-brows are fawning over some new "interesting" piece, only to watch the janitor come up and wheel the trash can away.

Eva Gallant said...

I like Daniel's comment, because that's what would happen to me, I'm sure. I haven't a clue about great art.

Myrna R. said...

You captured all the facets that go into interpreting art. It's so subjective. But I always feel its meaning to the artist is not as important as its meaning to the viewer. The artist is a conduit of feelings. That's what s/he elicits in the work. Anyway, sure enjoyed reading this art piece. Have a great weekend.

ND Mitchell said...

Love the conversation that art brings. Here we have art about art bringing masses of opinions. Surely a good thing. Liked especially the characters at the end :-)

afterhisimage said...

Art as always for art's sake.. yes, there can be tremendous thought into it, but mostly art is to bypass the thought, straight to feeling...straight to what less beneath, no matter how dark, or how light.

Liz @ A Nut in a Nutshell said...

The artists would probably bust a gut laughing if they could hear all these discussions!

Alice Audrey said...

It's that way for all art forms. The artist can only do so much to get a message across, then it's entirely in the hands of the audience. Yelling about it does no good.

Elsie Amata said...

It is so hard to hear the criticism, if only we could truly develop a thick skin.

Geraldine said...

Art is a very subjective thing, one of the things that makes it magical and memorable. Sounds like the artist wasn't ready for these words...

Happy Weekend Brian, G

Poet Laundry said...

Ain't that the truth...ha...great read, this. Enjoyed your ending especially!

ladyfi said...

What a great piece of writing.

Shell said...

I am always happy to share my thoughts behind a painting...sometimes there is great personal depth and other times, it is just play. But perhaps the greatest gift of all (to this artist, anyway) is letting others find their own meaning within my lines and brushstrokes...Resonance is everything ~ I love the rhythm of your words...it works, yes.

Pauline said...

"...then storms off, arms and everything..."

you are a master at creating visuals with few words!

Mona said...

Of course it always works. Roland Barthes once declared the Death of the Author. Once the art is out there, it belong to everyone, and the base is always shifting. That is where the role of the 'reader' comes in , in 'writing' the text ( read art)!

Gretchen Leary said...

I love this because my wife is an artist and I often misinterpret the meaning behind her work. It's interesting how many different takes people can have on one piece of art. Awesome job Brian.

thecourseofourseasons.com said...

Brian - loved the twitchiness of the artist- blushed to think of my own twitchiness- hope all is well with you and yours! K

Addie P. Abbott said...

Great stuff here man brian. You really captured that situation perfectly!

kkkkaty said...

ah..this made me think of the girl with the pearl earring and of Van Gogh/models and artists..and then of course the viewer who sees in the art his own version of beauty..in the eye of the beholder??

Natasha Head said...

Too perfect! This is a fantastic play to a fantastic prompt. The storming was awesome...and very real! Everyone's a critic...and we all know the rule regarding opinions ;) Breathe!

Sabio Lantz said...

Ooops, sorry, I couldn't follow this one.

Brian Miller said...

figures...glad you are not my doctor is all i am saying...

Brudberg said...

Shows I have not been to galleries enough. But after reading the comments I got it. Darn, poets might be just as sensitive - don't storm off :-)

hedgewitch said...

Lots of levels here, bri. Almost two separate poems, one obvious and one very much an inner puzzle(for me, anyway) of what we make and how it's perceived, and how much is perception what is...I especially liked the mash up in the middle of 'tumeorous heart IV' and 'traschcan neatly plaqued' o that insidious build-up--which is also double edged--we must name everything, even the obvious...Anyway. a very good one, made me think on a fuzzy day.

Delaina said...

Fantastic job uniting artist, critic, poet, and lover together with the stanza:
"by the mass of clay knots
entitled 'tumorous heart IV'
(some never learn)"
Our very passion leads us to pains door but yet we paint the pictures anyway.

Cheers!Brian

Wolfsrosebud said...

how often we are misunderstood

Mametz said...

as a shaft
of illumination, through the window,
creeps across the floor

Life sometimes is moments of light shedding hope'

Really thought provoking

pandamoniumcat said...

It is the art of letting go...like all things artistic once you put it out there what you intended is not necessarily so... and that's what makes exciting I think but yes...sometimes tantrums ensue...wonderful post.

Eusebia Philotes said...

Such a tender ego put at risk for public display. Perfect.

Archna Sharma said...

Cool. I like the tenseness that you created by reiterating words. It's interesting to think about the way we fantasize with and interrupt an artist's creation, sometimes failing miserably at understanding. Pretty cool scene. Your writing always overlaps and moves quickly, forcing us to delve deep.

henry clemmons said...

A very intersting presentation and excellent write. Many a friend of mine are artrists and you strike a cord of familiarity here. Very noce job once again.

Zen Moments said...

I love the thoughts that flow here and there. Excellent. Just when you think that beautiful painting was full of life you add so more with your words.

You have confirmed a picture truly is worth a thousand words.

Marbles in My Pocket said...

Sounds like an artist! (or a writer) :)

Tara Miller said...

To me, that's the beauty of art....it can be interpreted in so many different ways. But to be the artist and have it critiqued may sometimes be a hard pill to swallow depending on the tone/attitude of the person.

Syd said...

Hard to take that criticism of ones passion.

farawayinthesunshine said...

Once the art is out there...any one can have an opinion I guess...it must be hard for the artist to hear, especially if it was not what he intended to convey :-)

TALON said...

I loved this, Brian. Art is so open to interpretation (much to the chagrin of the artist) :)

Fred Rutherford said...

super cool narrative the piece inspired in you. Amazing response Brian.

Polly said...

Love it

rumoursofrhyme said...

I'm so tempted to tell you what your poem means so that you can strom off in a huff, yelling, "It doesn't mean THAT!!!" - but I'll refrain :-) Enjoyed this, Brian.

Madeleine Begun Kane said...

Clever and really well done.

lucychili said...

light, creating, sharing, fear.
you describe the tensions well.

S and J said...

I enjoyed this - you have captured the artistic temperament and frustrations and also highlighted the inadequacies of the mere viewer!

Who Is Afraid Of Miss Lovett? No, Mrs.Lovett... said...

'And this is what I see in your art---'a woman in brown felted coat, coming just below the knee,
says to the artiste'


Hi! Brian...Thanks, for sharing poet Kelvin's beautiful painting "Naughty Wind"...as you have painted a portrait Of human behavior...my question is did he[The artiste] have to shout? "THAT is NOT what it MEANS at ALL!" :)
My thought:Temperamental
deedee :)

Marina Sofia said...

I love this! Ah, the joys of being interpreted incorrectly!

A Cuban In London said...

Loved the suspense, the whole "twitching" business. I've been there myslef, as the witness to the scene. Funny to the outsider, less so to the artist. Great poem. Thanks.

Greetings from London.

ayala said...

Love this. For me art is life... Always was... My dad was an art dealer for many years and he loved art. He always saw things beyond the obvious and he respected the art and artist.

Ginny Brannan said...

Isn't the true beauty of art that which the viewer interprets and takes away with them long after they've left? I have learned that it is more interesting to read comments and critiques and learn what others have found in the words, sometimes something totally different than I had even thought while composing. I think to be open to the thoughts of others helps an artist to grow, and to close one's mind to the opinions of others would be the artist's loss indeed.

Truedessa said...

I really enjoyed this one and the thing I enjoy about art is the fact that we all have our own concept of how the art speaks to us.

aprille said...

This whirlwind of emotion and pride and wounded pride, all bound up in a hurricane of words. Bravo. You seem so at home in your style of writing.

mywordwall said...

It's tough being an artist - one never knows how people will respond to his art. You captured well the artist's frustration in your piece. :-)