Sunday, July 15, 2012

Naming paintings...

Sail Until the White Day is Done  -  oil on canvas  -  34 x 46"

  

Painting gives me a way to combine all my loves: art, weather, poetry - the list could go on.  I just did a whole lot of paintings for an upcoming exhibit at my Provincetown gallery, the Lyman Eyer.  It opens next Friday until Aug 1, so stop by!  Crazy thing is it's easier for me to paint than it is to title my work which is when I turn to poetry.  

As I began work on the painting above I kept thinking of one of those deep summer days, hot, humid, sky stays milky but there's a breeze.  While I am a dismal failure of a sailor I do love sailboats, all boats actually. So while I painted this I pictured myself in a small sailboat floating around at the whim of the breeze, completely relaxed with no goal or agenda loving the experience and not wanting to head back to land until the day was done.  The title of the painting began to form, way back in my memory came a piece of a poem by Langston Hughes "Dream Variations", I love this poem...here it is:

Dream Variations

To fling my arms wide
In some place of the sun,
To whirl and to dance
Till the white day is done.
Then rest at cool evening
Beneath a tall tree
While night comes on gently,
Dark like me-
That is my dream!

To fling my arms wide
In the face of the sun,
Dance! Whirl! Whirl!
Till the quick day is done.
Rest at pale evening...
A tall, slim tree...
Night coming tenderly
Black like me. 
Langston Hughes