“I make no distinction between
painting and poetry”.
Joan Miro
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See - my dreams break through
this white veil and emerge into form,
crawl across the canvass
in the unscripted language
of the inner mind.
I float in space tethered
to an umbilical line, become
a moon, a constellation of stars
and a menagerie of creatures
escaped from time.
I am nearing the point
of dissolution, becoming
either a part of the great sublime
or a phantom born out of
the absurdities of my own mind.
Wilhelm de Kooning in a state of flux
spontaneous gestures at the crux
Joan Miro with impulsive slashes&spots
broken lined perspective dots
Henri Michaux painting without a thought
arn active process randomly sought
Joan Miro of Brcelona
a very individual personna
His 'Red Disk' * from ninteen-sixty
saturated poetic symbolist artistry
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BEING JOAN MIRO
All the common fears and complaints of life
may be put to canvas
one need only tap the gift
Of looking into
of looking through
That imperceptible crowd of creative gravity
where might be found
Things no-things no-forms
afloat whirling or resting
In the unconscious mansions
Find the brush’s will not your own
Groups of many colors appear
Scattered or blended
Shapes of no earthly form
Infinite the possibilities
Put here-and-now aside
Let the brush have its will
After: Harlequin’s Carnival by Joan Miro, 1925.PD
After: Bing Crosby - Swinging On A Star (1944)
I try to apply colors like words that shape poems,
like notes that shape music. - Joan Miro
Listen to the mockingbird rings from ear to ear driven in a
frenzy of delight, naysaying the evil torts of Hieronymus
Bosch’s gardens. Feasting on nature’s foreplay, stringing
leaps of fancy, parading to an oompah-pah, lured by a rendez-
vous with Dali and melted timepieces.
to fly
to soar
soar unconfined
soar scored
scored notes
scored lines
The bliss of true tones, winged squirmings,
dancing snakes, acrobatic merfolk swinging on stars,
the ensemble gestates.
Cues coil, ping, the clocks tick; let your
wired heart purr. Jack-in-the Box to Jack outside,
take a spoonful of sugar with your medicine, & twirl
your partner round and round.
First published by illumen 2016
BEING JOAN MIRO
All the common fears and complaints of life
may be put to canvas
one need only tap the gift
Of looking into
of looking through
That imperceptible crowd of creative gravity
where might be found
Things no-things no-forms
afloat whirling or resting
In the unconscious mansions
Find the brush’s will not your own
Groups of many colors appear
Scattered or blended
Shapes of no earthly form
Infinite the possibilities
Put here-and-now aside
Let the brush have its will
Dave Austin
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haiga
abstraction-
from a folk song
score
Note Joan Miro was renown for incorporating folk songs in his poetry
His paintings in turn being used on music scores etc
http://www.loc.gov/rr/hispanic/guide/hs033001.jpg
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Joan_Mir%C3%B3
Does
the course
of true love
make stars in our
eyes
Joan Miro the Catalan was fascinated by motifs in his painting right upt and including
his last work,he has 'stars' in his eyes.
http://www.abcgallery.com/M/miro/miro49.html
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