No Conclusions the Process of Painting

No Conclusions, THE PROCESS OF PAINTING *** Not often between lines. Crossing lanes. Consuming spaces. Ordering gray shadows Like shaded fog or misty traces — In a measure of displaced displays Of reality’s clarity In impressions or abstractions, To emphasize the building theme — with The colors smudged or stippled or stroked long Outlying and blending — cautiously — Of as if themselves in a trance, Running away Circling off the canvas; A rhapsody of shapes forming, To be perhaps perceived, Playing hide and seek — If viewed in a turning to upside-down, Or then seen from a look far off From another side, across the room, As if from beside some seaside beach Of the moveable imagination Of possibilities, yet a stroke by stroke Closer to the finished effect — To be appraised and lauded, at that exhausted, But nevertheless, rejoicing end illumining — Witnessing, according to open examination Of life scenes below, beyond, or high, Blended in new colors Often strangely named, to Guess their nature by their new pseudonyms: Like Earth’s Crust Brown or Baby Fair Yellow Hair. The painting Now ‘till forever will be Beheld hung up somewhere, (or Kept back in the black of a closet’s corner floor) Where it stays, not resting; not still! But running Through time’s approaches to what whatever’s passing popular in art interpretation. Painting after painting, Whipped up in the winds Of a viewers’ risen remembrancs— Spirit to Sight Picture to Touch Art to Power Spurring minds and moods into possibilities of Re-seeing journeys Into themselves through this painting Always being as if magically moved Through an instant Lost, then Re-addressed. ———————————————— (c) sally young Eslinger 9/27 - /21 rewritten d12/24\2022 Glory to God…