Untitled II

I may have found a sudden burst of inspiration.

Untitled I

I quit smoking. I exercise almost too much.  I whiten my teeth.
I don't make art anymore.
What is wrong with me?

Mirror

I am silver and exact. I have no preconceptions.
Whatever I see, I swallow immediately.
Just as it is, unmisted by love or dislike
I am not cruel, only truthful –
The eye of a little god, four-cornered.
Most of the time I meditate on the opposite wall.
It is pink, with speckles. I have looked at it so long
I think it is a part of my heart. But it flickers.
Faces and darkness separate us over and over.

Now I am a lake. A woman bends over me.
Searching my reaches for what she really is.
Then she turns to those liars, the candles or the moon.
I see her back, and reflect it faithfully
She rewards me with tears and an agitation of hands.
I am important to her. She comes and goes.
Each morning it is her face that replaces the darkness.
In me she has drowned a young girl, and in me an old woman
Rises toward her day after day, like a terrible fish. 


-Sylvia Plath

June 22, 2011

"Naturally I do, but as I have already proven to you, I make mistakes like the next man.  In fact, being-forgive me-rather cleverer than most men, my mistakes tend to be correspondingly huger."-Albus Dumbledore

Milwaukee Art Museum

 Georgia O'Keefe, Pelvis I

 Robert Motherwell, Two Figures with Stripe

 Roy Lichtenstein, Crying Girl

 Chuck Close, Nancy

 Duane Hanson, Janitor

 Alfred Stieglitz, The City of Ambition

 Kees Van Dongen, Woman with Cat

Nicholas de Stael, Flowers

Some of my favorites from the Milwaukee Art Museum, which I visited last week while I was in town for a wedding.  I'm sorry for the lack of updating, I'm going to try to get back in the habit again.  My creativity and motivation has been severely lacking.