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November 2009 
The bride striped bare by her bachelors 12/12/12
Doug
6/2009 India Ink, Bee’s wax and pigment on clayboard panels
24”X36” (24X18” each panel)
I remember the shoes
I remember how she spoke to me then
The vast glass walls
The dirt floors
The surreal ash,
Wheels and sprockets,
clock parts,
pages scattered on the Tuesday streets
I remember the teddy bear
With the stuffing on the outside
The button eyes lost in the sheets
The pee stains smell
And the breasts not offered
In the age of Rational Mind
Children drew pictures
Of twin candles burning
As if it were our second birthday
A second age
A second coming
An age of timelessness
And the Balinese
Walked into the guns of white men,
We walk into the fire
Of shadow
Of clarity in the deep pool
Of Magical Mind
I think of the shattered glass,
A looking glass
Beauty created by accident
Some careless accomplice,
Creates with the artist.
And they hid from God
Because they where ashamed
Of their nakedness
And we will strip her bare
Because we are not ashamed anymore
Deep in a sealed wooden boat
The woman who abandoned the white BWM
In the garage below
Sails into the
Worlds beyond
The knowledge of light and dark
White doves descend
Into her deep pool of longing
And in this,
The last world
a woman
Gives birth
Access: Public
quite erotic painting! :)
“I think of the shattered glass / A looking glass / Beauty created by accident / Some careless accomplice / Creates with the artist.”
Yes, yes yes!!! I think of how Duchamp liked it even better then… And don't we, too - not just his piece, but all of them, everywhere?
There is language beyond words that you find a way to say in your paintings and poems. There is a magic in the way you're able to express and evoke…let us be artists and accomplices alike :)
~ soleil
The painting and the poetry…how they dance together! And you gave birth, as well as the woman.
I find myself drawn to and repelled by these pieces of art; poem and artwork. Its very good. I like the rhythm and sound. I like the colours and combination of colours. The red looks so bloodlike it challenges me. Imagery in the poem is like stabbing at times and there is cynicism in the beauty. You say a lot Doug.
I'm going to write you a poem someday called “The Accidental Artist.”
I will leave it in the arms of the eyeless teddybear in my deepest pool of longing.
Awesome, as always.
Thank you Margo! Yeah those bachelors are a little wild after being locked up in linear time for too long and they coalesce into one finally when she whispers Shhhhh, relax, there is all time right now.
Nice le soleil! And thank you! I love how you are channeling solar energy and tonight I'll channel the lunar. Did you know that our Earthy year measured by our spinning through space around the sun is equal to a Venusian day as she turns from face to face?
Hi Kathy and thank you! I've come to a new appreciation of how birth is a messy business and it's shocking and sublime at the same time and it changes everything.
Hi Jenny, Nice to meet you. Thank you so much! I was a little repelled by the poem when I wrote it, when I thought the painting was complete with just the right hand panel and I was thinking “where did that come from?” I had to pause a while and then the second panel came about and then I understood. Those weaker shadowy things within us need to be seen so that the stronger growing things can embrace them.
Thank you Kat! I'd love to read that poem! You realize that you'll have to allow the poem to write itself right? And I'm sure it'll be a happy accident. ;-)
Very awesome Doug -both the paining and the poem!
I have to admit that I was drawn to the left hand panel more-
though they are meant to be together :)
You are So talented !
sandy, I wonder if you meant painting or paining??? hmmm. ;)
both are well expressed… :)
and hey, doug, guess what? besides what I saw the first time… hehe…
I now see lots of women's faces in the right side as well…
perhaps it is from the lighting in my room… or not the dirty mind I had… ;)
and how did you get the perfect circles???
I like it more each time I view it… love the paintings that talk! thanks! ♥
Thank you Sandy!
Hmmm I hadn't noticed that before but I can see what you mean. I think it's the coolness of the color receding that pulls you in more to the left side?
The right side is more on the surface, more fleshy and the two panels together create a tension that would not be in either panel by itself.
Hi Margo and thank you again!
The circles?
Easy, just like you learned in grade school, I traced around the cans and bottle tops I had in my studio.
If you look at the pictures sideways with the red side on the bottom you get a whole different perspective but one that works equally well, with the earthy, physical, blood side as a base and the lighter, airy soul side at the top. Both with their light and shadow aspects. What do you think?
Hi Jenny, Yes I think you are right it does work that way as well and I also love the fact that Duchamp inverted that order in his piece.
I'm told it is a Tantra practice to make love side by side and that circle which contains both yin and yang has no up or down but those opposing energies seem to be aligned side by side and if you add yin to yin you get yang so maybe every way is right?
I thing so anyway and I think you are right too ;-)
I LOVE THIS PAINTING, DOUG!!!
and:
H A P P Y B I R T H D A Y TO Y O U!!!!!!!!
… singing you “Las Mañanitas” (mexican birthday song)!!
Hugs!!
Silke
Thank you Thank you Thank you Silke!
Dancing and big hugs((()))
your words tell of a wondrous place in between a dream & the magic of reality..
the sensousness wraps around me like a cape of velvet.
I'm pondering the title & will come back for another read..
- absolutely exquisite Doug, thank you.
Hi Tara! Do you know how good it feels to be velvet right now? ;-)
Absolutely exquisite, Thank YOU!