A Novice to Art

A Novice to Art

 

 

 

i was a novice to art

he was an amateur at best

stroking my scars and imperfections

with the highbrowed demeanor

of a scholar.

 

our conversation was sparse

indulging in the contrast of shadow and light,

as he gathered his tools

in preparation

like a priest in benediction.

 

catching my breath i looked away

trying hard not to gaze upon

the smile behind his probing eyes,

the low brimmed fedora

that brought his chiseled features

into close proximity.

 

he encircled my  anatomy

like a lioness in a cage,

pointing my chin towards my left shoulder

capturing ribbons of braided sunlight

in the tendrils of upswept hair.

 

i took another breath,  exhaled

my gown descended to the floor

in a diaphanous pool

 

a novice to art.

Reviews

[Twilight]

Interesting, with some good word usage. It brought to mind a scenario in which, a woman and man meet in the context of an artistic pursuit of some kind. Perhaps, in the same dance group or an orchestra? Anyway, because the woman is possibly kind of new to all this, as a "novice"; it creates a barrier or tensions between herself and the guy she has eyes for? However, the guy is probably a snob; and doesn't know what he might be missing.! If he appreciated the woman enough, then her novice status in art; would not deter him! He seems to like her physical beauty, as is clearly suggested in verse four? Anyway, this is probably the best work which I have read by this authoress; so far.

[Kelly Scheppers]

A mighty perceptive insight! Thank you!

[Twilight]

Well, I admit that I made a few intuitive guesses; as part of that insight. I genuinely think it's probably your best piece of writing, which I have seen; so far.

[The Unknown Sith]

Very good well written. This is a good read. Surrounded by stories of decorating tip, weather forcasts, and shopping trips.

[Kelly Scheppers]

Thank you for your visit today!

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Kelly… in Europe the Body is Art and Sculpture is kept in Corners of Sunshine and Solitude where breathless moments become Mozarts Crescendos… softly, Pat

[Kelly Scheppers]

Thank you, Pat. Your presence is always appreciated!

[Vol]

Kelly,
The best artists know how to paint pictures on our minds. Just the other day, I was thinking about something I read in a philosophy class decades ago. It came down to Aristotle saying there is no such thing as a perfect circle, while Plato argued there was and all he had to do was close his eyes and imagine it. You also lead my thoughts to what happens when Tequila gets involved.
But then I think of Renoir, and his friends with their "highbrowed demeanor" while in the act of "capturing ribbons of braided sunlight
in the tendrils of upswept hair." What was their secret in those Victorian times? Must have been a good one.
RENOIR, "Bather with blond hair" I was going to paste this picture here, but there is no way to do that...
On the other hand, as I told my students, "If you want someone's attention, Poetry works... every time because a painting is just a painting, but imagination is perfect."

Also this...https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=65FttBZ9pVU
Vol

[Kelly Scheppers]

It was just an attempt to write about an artist sketching his pupil. I do agree with you, though. Imagination is a great tool. Thank you, Vol!

[Vol]

Kelly,
It was a successful attempt indeed, I always get excited when you post anew poem!