Sculptured Words Bring Forth Sculptured Works of Wood
—-as i have so often stated in my memories of talks with those many fine other’s that i come into contact with, along this way of golden fairways, that belongs to the out-croppings of sculptured vista’s of peaked out glory images, where my hand is all set to record the many stories that draw from the wealth-full wells of bount-i-full beings….
—-those ones that i hear speaking the words of wisdom, as i am inspired and propelled by all the visions of what is before us, beyond the veil that is beckoning and calling to come up higher to art galleries of so much more, if one but has a heart to believe in the what they are doing….
—as ‘just is’....all the same as that man//women who thinks and so they are—
....it was in the abundant supply of words,
that i first caught a vision of what my purpose in life was,
and as i came to not fear the nightscape of ambigenous herds,
the words which were written within birthed me as a work of art-full t’was….
—-my quiescency of spirit gave way to the onslaught of volcanic ecphonesis,
and as the vision of my reality became a part of my integrity,
so all-so i am splayed across this canvas of rupture-raptured ecchymosis,
as my words are now become the gifted signs of my ambidexterity….. —by flp
Some here may know of my love for Japanese wood joinery, but I wonder how many also know of my love for Japanese art and Japanese poetry which includes ‘haiku’. So having said that, I will mention that while reading the NY Times last evening in the art section, I came across an article on one of my favorite Japanese artist….Ike Taiga.
Taiga perhaps pictured himself as the ideal literati in the Museum’s album leaf, http://www.philamuseum.org/exhibitions/108.html seen above, entitled Enjoying the Moon in a Riverside Cottage. The verse by the famed Chinese Tang dynasty writer, Bo Juyi (772–846) reads:
A Friend Visits at Night
Beneath the eaves, on mat in pure breeze;
Below the pines, a cup in moonlight:
The joys of seclusion are just this way,
And even better now a friend’s in sight!
“I splashed ink without inhibition, as my hand led me.”—Ike Taiga
....now having said that, I can now go on and show my own interpretation of a NH out in the woods cabin as this one is getting a face lift both externally and internally….
....and I am sorry for the short walk in the woods this Saturday, but the rains came Tuesday evening and it has been raining since then. Needles to say that the ground out in the woods and in my front yard are heavily now being made into a mixture of mud mass.
-- --frank, NH, http://rusticwoodart.tumblr.com/