Sometimes words come along with paintings, or afterwards, with looking. Feeling a need to share this poetic writing, I have begun to assemble and revise it. I am exploring whether it wants to emerge as an audio-visual work, an event, an exhibition, a book, another blog, or some combination of all those. Here's a taster.
Soul song on three notes. Acrylic on paper, Lynne Cameron, 2016.
I hum and sing my deep soul song,
sinking back into the work.
Three notes in a minor key
This is the dark corner
spreading its poison
and fun.
Then the black ribbon that
connects us all.
And how we fall!
A terrible pulling down of orange,
and the blue wave lifting.
A quiet, angry path
Breathless.