Whereupon I met a light , so brilliant that the remnant hues of yellow ocher, which began as white, drifted off into the darkness and surrounded the dark olive grass. I stand among the thorns, the falling leaves, the thickets of grass. I begin to observe the colors, I can’t remember where I stand, but I stood in the shadows awakened by its presence. The thorns, the leaves, the grass, surrounded me. I did not move towards the light, as I knew that the light I saw was ever more present in the shadows.
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The colours in that sky – just wow!
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Thank you very much! 🙂
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I like the painting but I also like the script at the bottom. Now I am an old ex-English teacher and I have a few American writers that I like – Steinbeck, Walt Whitman for starters. And I don’t always know if I am reading poetry or prose. But what I love about Steinbeck, some of his prose is really poetic. If you re-formatted what you wrote below your painting and made it look like a straight piece of prose, I think it would have an even bigger presence. I am not being critical – I really love the piece – just look at it and see what I mean. (And now you can say, “I don’t want some old Aussie bloke criticising my work.” ) But we might just end up being friends.
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Thanks for the critique and compliment. I honestly do not consider myself a writer, and I don’t plan on being one. I wrote this for fun. I would not even know how to make this into a prose. I think I understand what you are saying. Perhaps I should make this into more of a story and not a poem. I will revisit this once I have more time. 🙂
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All I meant was write it out like you thought it. Don’t try and make it look like a poem. Be like Jack Kerouac. Anyway I just reformatted it. It is a very evocative piece of writing.
Whereupon I met a light , so brilliant that the remnant hues of yellow ocher, which began as white, drifted off into the darkness and surrounded the dark olive grass. I stand among the thorns, the falling leaves, the thickets of grass. I begin to observe the colors, I can’t remember where I stand, but I stood in the shadows awakened by its presence. The thorns, the leaves, the grass, surrounded me. I did not move towards the light, as I knew that the light I saw was ever more present in the shadows.
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Yes, I see it now. Thanks!
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So cool.im an amateur artist too,and the way you give your art captions makes me want to do that too.it also gives me courage to put up my art on my blog and not just my instagram account haha. ❤
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Your work is… gorgeous. Can’t wait to see/ read more! 🙂
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Thank you! I appreciate the comment. 🙂
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how you make your paintings to look real? i love paintings but i am not perfect enough i am a student of 4th standard suggest me some tips.
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Thank you! Lots of practice and spending time outdoors. try to match colors exactly when you are outside. Use a piece of paper, hold it up, and compare. Once you got that down, then move on to experimenting with lines and texture with different brushes to create vegetation. You will learn by trial and error. Keep painting!
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plzz tell me how to start??
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Coolvarun, I will make a video/post soon and post the link to my blog and this comment so you can see how I start. with acrylic. and/or oil. Keep posted!
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