For National Poetry Month, I calligraphed Wallace Stevens' Anecdote of the Jar, and placed it in an old pickle jar on a bench in front of my old grade school. I rewilded his poem and then took a photo of the slovenly wilderness that surrounded it. No idea who claimed it.
My artwork posted in my Literrata blog (https://mohurley.blogspot.com/) got lost so I created a new blog.
Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts
Thursday, April 29, 2021
Tuesday, August 4, 2020
Wednesday, January 26, 2005
Silk panels for quilt, 8 x 8”, International SPIN conference, New Mexico, 2005
Panels for a silk wall hanging for the 2005 international SPIN conference in New Mexico. It became a traveling exhibit. Last I heard it was in Oz. Mt St Helena, a coyote howling at the moon. A bluejay and a salmon, all totemic animals.9x9" habotai silk, dye and gutta. More here.
Thursday, February 10, 2000
Believe in love, pastel, poem, 9 x 10”
Don Campbell just published my old tulip pastel as well as the extra heart pastel that I included called, believe in love on his Feb. 2023 Spring Solution Spectrum blog. It’s nice to get my old art work out into the world, rather than languishing on the hard drive.
Sunday, January 10, 1993
Thursday, January 26, 1989
Illuminated manuscript poem posters, silk habotai, 11 x 14” 1989
Saturday, December 31, 1988
Thursday, October 29, 1987
Friday, February 14, 1986
Fish postcard, "Love from the Tropic of Cancer," collage, watercolor on morillaboard, 1986, Literrata link
I have a bad slide, so this hand-colored xerox copy is a placeholder.
Monday, December 31, 1984
Friday, June 1, 1984
Magabark/ Medicine Bundle collaborative art show at the Falkirk Center
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| My poem In the San Geronimo Valley, Ann Faught, visual artist. |
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| I also created a collaborative poem scroll. |
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| I made art postcards as personal invitations to the show. |
Magabark/ Medicine Bundle collaborative art show at the Falkirk Center
Wednesday, May 9, 1984
Sunday, January 1, 1978
Hand calligraphed poems in red ink
During the late 1970s, I hand-calligraphed all my poems for poetry class with David Bromige because I didn’t own a typewriter. My own handwriting was still atrocious (it eventually improved with time) as the calligraphy hadn’t yet become second nature. They’re posted under 1978 in my Literrata writing blog. The images are fuzzy, not worth moving over to this blog, but they do give an idea of my early working calligraphic hand.
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