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😍 “MY EYES WERE BLIND, AND SOMETHING STARTED IN MY SOUL” (“Mis ojos estaban ciegos, y algo empezó en mi alma”). OH DARLINGS , THESE WORDS BY PABLO NERUDA WITH THE WORK BY KLEE, ARE IN MY OPINION PURE PLEASURE.
Paul Klee, Versunkene Landschaft, 1918
Wallace Stevens once famously said: “You can’t get the news from poems, but men die every day for lack of what is found there.”
It may be hard to argue the truthfulness of that statement when we consider the widespread unpopularity of reading poetry. A recent study finds that “since 2002, the share of poetry-readers has contracted by 45 percent—resulting in the steepest decline in participation in any literary genre.”
Poetry, it appears, is less popular than knitting, jazz, and dance. Perhaps that’s why we need the month of April to celebrate poetry, to help curb the decline and rekindle a comeback.
But Stevens wasn’t arguing that we die from the lack of reading poetry, but from the lack of what is found in there, the thing that inspires poets to put pen to paper, and artists to pick up their brushes, and musicians to…
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📣 WELL DEARS, I’M PLEASED TO INTRODUCE YOU THE GREAT ARTIST SANDRA WYMAN. I’M SURE YOU WILL LIKE HER WORK. THANK YOU HELENA, FOR YOUR WONDERFUL POST.
Featured image: Not Just DNA by Sandra Wyman. All images used in this article courtesy the artist.
Who are you and what do you make or do? Sandra Wyman: maker, artist, political activist, retired teacher, Argentine tango dancer. Introverted, passionate, bipolar. I make art quilts and mixed media pieces. I also draw and paint.
Who are your main influences? Not so much who as what. Whilst I love many artists – amongst them textile artist Jo Budd, painter Mark Rothko, and sculptor Peter Randall Page – my chief influences are natural forms and patterns, and words, especially poetry.
Above: ‘Moving On’ by Sandra Wyman.
Where might we have come across your work before? I’ve taken part in group exhibitions with textile groups Contemporary Quilt, Etcetera, and Cwilt Cymru, recently at Stockport Art Gallery, Macclesfield Silk Museum and Minerva Arts Centre in Llanidloes.
You have mentioned previously that your work has had…
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💜✊ WELL DEARS, TODAY IS THE INTERNATIONAL DAY DAY FOR THE ELIMINATION OF VIOLENCE AGAINST WOMEN. I THINK A GOOD DAY FOR REBLOG THIS INTERESTING BLOG. (Don’t miss visit the gorgeous illustrations of the link below. You will enjoy) . THANK YOU PRECIOUS!
Feminism is still an unpopular word.
As a feminist, you’re seen as unnecessarily angry, aggressive, impulsive, unattractive and sometimes, even possessed by an evil spirit in some parts of Africa. In Nigeria, you’re labelled as a “Feminist witch.” Over time, Feminists have been depicted with a very popular image: an ugly woman with unshaved legs and armpits, who doesn’t wear deodorants and has awful hatred for men. Some believe Feminists are a group of mad women and brain washed men who want to annihilate men from the surface of the Earth. Others simply settle with the idea that it is a “Man-hating agenda.” A lot of people decide that if you must call yourself a feminist, then you must have nothing to do with men, hence, they criticize you harshly, if you have a husband, boyfriend or simply like to enjoy good sex with a man. Men who join in…
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💁 WELL LOVELIES, THE EXPLANATION BY FRIDA ABOUT HER ART IS VERY EXACT.
Una pone: Frida Khalo (México, 1907-1054), pintora mexicana casada con Diego Rivera, unida a los ideales de los muralistas mexicanos y bla. bla bla…, mas esos datos que sitúan una vida fijándola en el tiempo histórico aquí no sirven para nada, generalmente no sirven, pero en este caso es como poner puertas al campo; ¿cómo se puede describir a un ave fénix, sin caer en el tópico, a alguien que como ella, con un cuerpo destrozado, se reinventa todos los días desde el dolor más atroz, hilvanando esperanzas desde el fondo de un pozo? Frida es una lección magistral de vida; cuando Bretón la define como una surrealista espontánea, ella responde: “Se me tomaba por una surrealista. Ello no es correcto, yo nunca he pintado sueños, lo que yo he representado era mi realidad”. Claro, ella lleva sus frustraciones, traiciones, desencantos como ningún pintor…
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🎨📖 WELL SISTERS, TODAY WE’VE GOT A BEAUTIFUL PAINTING BY THE GREAT BERTHE MORISOT AND A VERY INTERESTING THOUGHTS.
Ils furent là, toujours débuts, avec deux petites amourettes, contentes de trouver un tourniquet
Elle le regarda, heureuse, avec gratitude
“Dieu merci, mon mari est formidable”
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👩🏽🏫 SO TRUE, DEARS. BAD RELATIONS, GREAT SKETCHES. CONGRATS, MAMA!
& got an unanimous answer
my dreams say,
fuck you & the horse
you rode in on
fuck off for real
this one goes out to my ex-husband. my second ex-husband, who won’t stay out of my subconscious for some reason. i guess my subconscious just wants to make doubly tripply sure i do not get back together with him–again.
thanks for watching out for me, subconscious!