Caren Krutsinger Poet Prose Poetry

Frog and Cat By Karelappfel

Primary colors resonate in my soul
Bringing my art to life, making it dance
I do not toss things together without inspiration
Frog and Cat by Karel Appfel have clung to my heart

Simple lines, but intentional
Immediately in touch with my childlike self
We throw paint onto a canvas, not willy nilly
But without full intent

Karel’s influence lives in my dendrite pool
I capture my youth, she wields the brush.
I begin, singing a song of joy
As paint splashes onto a canvas

But how to make it three-dimensional?
This is part of the joy of an Appfel
Sure he had a few canvases
But his sculptures were more enthusiastic

I wonder at the idea of a sculpture class.
Am I ready? Am I good enough?
Am I excited enough?
I sure am!

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L Milton Hankins October 4, 2021 at 8:11 PM Oh, wow, that sounds like so much fun. My friend Dave tried sculpture. He wasn't great at it, but he gave it his all. He had about four heads lined up on a table. They all looked like Ghandi. But none of them were. Caren Krutsinger October 5, 2021 at 9:06 PM I wish they were all Ghandi and they came alive and....hey Hank do you care if I run with this one?