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Mirran’s Choice

...Young Mirran lived in Calder wood
all of her spells were for the good
in helping out where e’er she could
But Mirran had a plan
And oft times she would sit and brood
about a mortal man

‘It’s ...

KINETICISTA gabo calder

...KINETICISTA 
mobile
 gyrations
  in patterns
of light
&hadow
in
elaborate
   assemblages
reflecting
change
   with
         moving
effect
in
random
  moments
of
 ever-changing
sequ...

Walk Tall

...I was born and raised in a little town by the name of Calder
That was just twenty miles south of the Canadian border
As a boy I enjoyed going to school and was doing really well
Mom sang my pr...

Visited the Whitney

...Visited the Whitney*
For the Hoppers – what a treat!
A gathering of works with which
Few artists can compete.

Yet in a separate little room
A different treasure lay – 
A film of “Calder’s Cir...

Clerihew Calder

...Alexander Calder
on of a scuptor pa & painter mother
Deceptively simple & sans guile
were his installation so mobile...

Resignation

...Little did I realise when I swung
Into the car park at Calder Glen
That by the end of that week in August 2009
My days of teaching would be over.

It all began so well
Meeting an old colleague ...

Dear Me

...Dear Me…

                             Today my thoughts are about you, only you!
                                       
                            Many years have passed … many hustling days,
...

Torn From Me

...May mornings turned a blue iris white with the sight of petaled plates on your stubble.

By surprise they appeared as a dawn shadow, thick on a black jaw,
Smelling of Millionaires against your sto...

Final Class At Faraday

...There’s a bluestone building near the Calder, east of Castlemaine,
One hundred yards back off the highway, beyond a tree filled lane. 
For one hundred years this building stood alone at Faraday
se...

Art At the Dumpsite

...
In a bare field
hidden behind dense brush
There's a spot where people
cunningly come, dumping

their oversized trash.
Somehow word got out
years ago:
    mattresses, appliances, 
 ...

Translation of Eric Mottram's Courbet: Elegy 8 By T Wignesan

...Translation of Eric Mottram’s Courbet: Elegy 8 by T. Wignesan

Blanches oeuvres ouvertes
résident dans les jours
la surface du banc de travail est noire
les géraniums-lierres
les fougères et...

Looking At Art

...We used to go to museums – 
	frequently – 
There were favorite artists:
	Picasso
		Matisse
			Giacometti (especially Giacometti)
	Henry Moore (never passed up a Henry Moore)
		deKooning
			Ca...

Cirque Calder Family

...Cirque Calder Family

Lonely this
My restless paint blobs
Absorbing precious air
Risking dehydration
Moisture deprived patience
Waiting atop my platform
Resting precariously upon cut wire
And tapered...

Mirran

...Young Mirran lived in Calder wood
all of her spells were for the good
in helping out where e’er she could
But Mirran had a plan
And oft times she would sit and brood
about a mortal man

‘It’s not all...

Concluding Statement

...My distraught, the thought, has lost a battle unforgot. 
I take, I give, the very words I live.
I've done, The sun, outrunning the only one. 

My actions are not my own, a story, I've stitched, I...

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