FLOW LINES IN SPACE FRAMES wandering in a gallery overlooking the north shore of tahoe, sipping the ambrosia of other artists, i hear the paintings whispering back and forth,
i listen...
considering, contemplating the dialogue between the pieces, a connecting flow, an infinite debate between space frames, eternal conversations of color and light,
suddenly...
a cacophony of sound, an explosion of color line and light, i follow the ethereal voice, the screaming whisper, i am caught, my soul entrapped... enraptured i ride flash flooding horses, fashioned from endless lines, singing of movement, completely alive in the space frame of guillaume azoulay...
jeannemarie, I admit I had to look up guillaume azoulay to see that it was the name of a painter of fine art. This piece is so resplendent with stark imagery: paintings communicating with each other, "eternal conversations of color and light..." I went to Bing Images and viewed some of the artists work, and while I am no expert on fine art his works are indeed very eloquent...they may have spoken to me but I am not familiar with that type of language. Your writing language, however is familiar and understandable. And done extremely well. take care...dan
jeannemarie, I admit I had to look up guillaume azoulay to see that it was the name of a painter of fine art. This piece is so resplendent with stark imagery: paintings communicating with each other, "eternal conversations of color and light..." I went to Bing Images and viewed some of the artists work, and while I am no expert on fine art his works are indeed very eloquent...they may have spoken to me but I am not familiar with that type of language. Your writing language, however is familiar and understandable. And done extremely well. take care...dan
so much inspiration in what we see around us and in the words you paint to accompany such a wonderful piece of art...i wonder what drew you to this piece? :D....beautiful poetry, my friend....oh, maybe it was the horses :D
My daughter will be enraptured with this painting also. Love the way you personified the art pieces, because good art does speak to you. Some whisper in soft tones while others speak in normal tones that never turn a head, and still others are in party mode, and set your heart to dancing.
a gallery of poets...i read the voices, they whisper in my head, and suddenly i am caught in an explosion of ideas, and the words start to paint themselves.