everywhere
falls apart
mind to eyes
expanding
falls apart
becomes its opposite
expanding
into stories
becomes its opposite
days into nights
into stories
the sun intersecting the moon
days into nights
future and past
the sun intersecting the moon
enlarging the horizon
future and past
the surprise of delight
enlarging the horizon
to leave is to arrive
the surprise of delight
mind to eyes
to leave is to arrive
everywhere
The Kick-About prompt this time was a painting by Brian Rutenberg, Low Dense, above. The colors immediately made me think of Monet, which made me think of the grids I did based on Monet’s work. And so I decided to do a grid.
This is a very intense way to look at art, and I learned a lot from it as I not only did some of Monet’s paintings, but an entire book of other artists for The Sketchbook Project. The subtleties of color are amazing when you look closely at them. Rutenberg clearly has an eye for color.
And my second pantoum for the week. Abstract, like the art.
You can see my work with Monet here and here. And my Sketchbook Project book, Art I Like, here.
K. 
Lovely Kerfe!
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Thanks!
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it’s interesting that you are writing about “falling apart” when the grids are so “together” in my eyes… although you also have that line:
Lovely, Kerfe ❤
-David
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Thanks David. I always think of abstraction as a deconstruction. But then of course it also remakes.
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Lovely colours, though I think yours are more subtle. The way the pantoum slips, the mosaic is net.
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Thanks Jane. I think you’re right about the colors. There are always choices on which way to go as each square covers a multicolored area most of the time. And a net–that’s just right.
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“to leave is to arrive” ❤
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As you know!
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Most bella colors, textures, falling, morphing into each other, the pantoum works for the cyclicity of things.
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Thanks Jade. I enjoyed returning to pure colors for this one.
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You’re welcome, my friend.
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p.s. I bookmarked your sketchbook project book for later viewing 🙂
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Thanks. I did a few of them. It’s really what got me started doing regular art again. But I wish I had the book myself now–they keep them for their library.
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I didn’t look too closely at the page. So your book is kept at a library? Very awesome!
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I want to get out to Brooklyn one day to visit.
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🙂 ❤ Take lots of pictures. I love seeing your city.
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It’s going to be awhile…I’m not ready for the trains yet.
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I’m guessing Uber costs a fortune?
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Yes. Not in my budget right now.
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The colors are beautiful, and it makes me think of when you see a montage of photos–day in the world sort of thing.
I realized that’s circling again.
“to leave is to arrive
everywhere “
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Thanks Merril, it’s all circles. Even the grids.(k)
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😀
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The grid is mesmerising, and your lines of poetry encapsulate that feeling of searching, but not arriving.
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Thanks Ingrid. We never really arrive, do we?
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