Paul North Waters linked elements in this painting to Delacroix’s, Liberty Leading the People:
“Reminds me of the French Revolution! There’s even the French flag (albeit colors reversed) in your painting!”
I consider my painting, “An Act of Independence!”
I Love Delacroix… I think we share strong emotions and freedom of expression. I have been tortured in my approach to this canvas, and surprised to see much gray tonality show up, but it’s balancing the brighter hues.
The composition has gone through so many changes since a dream I had months ago initiated this work. Breathing in angst.
Vic Vollrath wrote:
“Beautiful piece Nicole! Three words – life, order, chaos. One can see these three words in any order referenced by your painting. One can see order in what might at first appear to be chaos and within that order is life emerging. Or, as order disintegrates into chaos, life is extinguished. The viewpoint is dependent upon the optimism or pessimism of the individual.”
My thanks to both Friends for their interest and response to my work… it’s very much appreciated.
“… you can go back into it and find something else…”, someone said.
“Ripping out a page steals the silence.” N.Rigets
Found Poems go back to the time of T.S. Elliott
“Launch each Moment”Sita
fantasy vision life.
strength to go,
have your tongue and swallow anger,
Embark painful self
turn the page.
Many chapters had been roughly torn from a paperback… I received three pages. I searched to find a poem by connecting an assemblage of words between, above, and below the printed text in front of me. This is how ‘Dream VII’ was written.
I followed the path through the backyard to the solarium, and before unlocking the door I spotted a white mug with a spoon in it sitting beside a crumpled paper towel. I now knew that Max had been home and found this to be a welcoming sight. Good, I thought, he made himself some coffee and it looked as though he finally found a little time to sit down and relax in the “glass garden.”
I picked up the mug and the first thing I noticed was how DARK the remainder of the coffee was and how straight the spoon was standing. Hmmm… I guess he wanted a strong cup of coffee. By the look of the dark oily substance inside the mug this was as close to liquid coffee bean as I had seen.
Having set the mug down on the kitchen counter, I opened the top of the coffee maker to throw away the Melitta filter. One, to one and a half inches, of ground coffee poured into the bottom of the cone filter and combined with 4 cups of water is the capacity of our coffee maker. Upon swinging open the top I was greeted by a filter filled almost to the brim with ground coffee at least six inches deep – enough for about eighteen cups of coffee. No wonder there was still some inside his cup. He has always told me I make the best coffee! Should I or shouldn’t I tell him my little secret: it doesn’t take a cup of coffee to make a “cup of coffee.”