Kittens and Monsters
Horrendous stench, paralyzing darkness,
growls and grunts – gigantic nightmare.
Cuddly fur ball, humming purrs,
silly moist nose and cartoon mug.
Razor teeth, pointed ears,
hide and seek attack – stealth night vision.
Copyright photo, Susan Stone
I love the intuitive, playful freedom of the first few layers of a painting. Frustration comes during the last 30% of the painting process when decisions are made to bring order to chaos and even the smallest changes affects the mood of the painting.
I photograph my work at several points in the painting process. I’m sad to say, I have photos of interesting paintings that became textured layers of another painting. Because of these lost paintings, I started leaving some work unresolved with the hope of coming back to them with a more experienced hand.
Hippie’s Disney Land
Is this Disney Land in my mind
with moody colors swirling about,
and arrows aim to fresh directions-
Is Uptown hippie’s playground,
dripping simplistic flowery shapes
into shallow gray rivers-
Do bars on windows hide more than choices?
Painting and poem,
Milling around the lollipop city,
black coral arches,
points to peek-a-boo windows.
Who will open the lopsided door?
Who hides under the cotton candy veil?
Who sheds the drippy tears?
A windy day blows away blue,
a cyan heart breaks,
a smiling face appears.
A flash on my Canon 5D III created the ghosting effect in these light circles. You get different effects and circle sizes by changing the f-stop and focal point.
Strolling main street,
my sister at my side,
“Dupers is the Library.”
A bench announces/someone
famous once lived here.
Benny’s trio plays the grocery store.
The shadow of Police etched in glass,
under the new paint of the coffee shop,
the Catholic church bells ring in mass,
The Corner Bar, still thrives I’m told.
I see a man and woman,
strolling hand in hand down the dusty street,
a moments glance,
strangers in town.
Poem and photography by,
1. The faded white dress that I was married in.
2. A tiny premie diaper that reminds me of the first days of Alex’s life.
3. My chest of journals that are a reminder of another time.
4. My Canon Rebel film camera. We learned a lot together.
5. My first little digital Leica point and shoot. It fit in my purse and went everywhere with me. It was the beginning of my interest in Urban art.
6. The first painting I did as an adult.
7. The Twin Cities pet publication that printed my photo of JJ and voted it best professional photo.
8. My first merit award from the Hopkins Center for the Arts for my mixed media painting.
9. My film and digital photo libraries.
10. My Artist Way books by Julia Cameron because they inspire me when my creativity goes on vacation.
11. A tiny little size two black dress that once fit me like a glove.
12. My iPad Pro and pencil because it keeps be connected, drawing and writing.
A sun shaped paper punch was positioned on a window sill and angled in to the light source so I could capture the inside metal shape. I used my 100 mm macro lens on my Canon 5D III for this capture.