Dearest Helen, Carl probably took it far more to heart than others ever could or would. Anatomically correct, Carl sculpted the 'ideal' man with broad shoulders and narrow hips! And all that in a forward moving motion... SO much he laid into this! Hugs, Mariette
first the sculpture: it's organic, asymmetric, i would say primitive in it's construction, but i'm going to say visceral instead, that feels more right as the form feels right for this kind of expression of man. his limbs are thick, strong, his face without features, as if his thoughts are blunt objects, quick to move, slow to understand. which brings to his pose, which is never a pose, but his natural state- always in motion, ready to pounce, ready to fight... i like it.
and the poem: which is also sculpture in it's design. line breaks are line breaks, whether separated by space or with dashes (which saves us from throwing our eyes across the page for really, no reason. and why not? when we hear language, poetry, song, narration or plain speak, we do not "hear" line the way we "see" line on the page. your words are succinct and concrete and exactly what you mean. i like your style helen. and i haven;t critiqued sculpture in a very long time, this was fun!
In the modern world, the concrete must have a wide berth for so many viewing eyes. Picassso's was from the eye inside the heart of a mind turned upside down ...
I think Carl's sculpture is fantastic, as is your poem, Helen! The perfect subject matter :-)
ReplyDeleteexcellent subject and totally charming - I like the forward slash pauses between the words too
ReplyDeleteAs you say, it is perfect. It is all in what we see.
ReplyDeleteHelen,
ReplyDeleteArt when it communicates POV is priceless, especially by the hands of a child, which you convey so, yes, concretely.
pax,
dora
'Concrete' doesn't come much more solid than that. Stated with emphasis.
ReplyDeleteAnd yet that feeling of blind grappling of consciousness is exactly what comes through! I enjoyed the poem and the image :-)
ReplyDeleteYou’re a master … perhaps Carl too - I suppose thats subjective.
ReplyDeleteSolid stuff, Helen!
ReplyDeleteLove this, Helen!💝 Art is ever the more powerful in the hands of one wielding it.
ReplyDeleteAs you say it, it's depends on one's perspective. Love that take on the prompt Helen.
ReplyDeleteArt always allows us to enter a bit into the artist's mind. Wonderful renderings in both image and words.
ReplyDeleteDearest Helen,
ReplyDeleteCarl probably took it far more to heart than others ever could or would.
Anatomically correct, Carl sculpted the 'ideal' man with broad shoulders and narrow hips!
And all that in a forward moving motion...
SO much he laid into this!
Hugs,
Mariette
Nice one Helen. Staying concrete presenting Carl's point of view
ReplyDeleteHappy Tuesday
Much💛love
Very cool poem Helen! Love how you state 'from his point of view'.
ReplyDeleteNice bit of writing Helen! Carl’s sculpture nicely embodies the abstract within the concrete. Well done, both of you! 🙂
ReplyDeleteI am really enjoying that thumb hand, and Carl's perspective of form and shape. Wonderful and witty.
ReplyDeleteI love that solid chunk of a man! A good solid poem!
ReplyDeleteAhh, beauty is in the eye of the beholder and I found this and your poem beautiful Helen ☺️💕
ReplyDeleteExcellent
ReplyDeleteGreat response, to mold concrete objects from our own individual perspectives is always intriguing and never wrong! 😍
ReplyDeleteYour lines fit the image perfectly, Helen, and the sculpture is both charming and powerful in its own right. As is this poem.
ReplyDeleteWow! You've kept that art piece for that long? Amazing!
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first the sculpture: it's organic, asymmetric, i would say primitive in it's construction, but i'm going to say visceral instead, that feels more right as the form feels right for this kind of expression of man. his limbs are thick, strong, his face without features, as if his thoughts are blunt objects, quick to move, slow to understand. which brings to his pose, which is never a pose, but his natural state- always in motion, ready to pounce, ready to fight... i like it.
ReplyDeleteand the poem: which is also sculpture in it's design. line breaks are line breaks, whether separated by space or with dashes (which saves us from throwing our eyes across the page for really, no reason. and why not? when we hear language, poetry, song, narration or plain speak, we do not "hear" line the way we "see" line on the page. your words are succinct and concrete and exactly what you mean. i like your style helen. and i haven;t critiqued sculpture in a very long time, this was fun!
In the modern world, the concrete must have a wide berth for so many viewing eyes. Picassso's was from the eye inside the heart of a mind turned upside down ...
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