Posted: July 18, 2014 in ART TERRAIN, PAINTING TERRAIN, POETRY TERRAIN
Tags: abstract, abstract painting, abstract poem, Art, arte, painting, poem, Poema, poesía, poetry
you name the Oak
it grows, slowly and fully
nombras el Roble
crece, lento y pleno
painting/ poem © Doris Pacheco
Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul and sings
the tune without the words and never stops at all.
* For my time out for art I decided to do two feathers in pen and ink, I never use my color pens, so I gave it a try, what do you think?. Been thinking of the desert…where feathers fall, angels tread & gypsies roam…
I took a little holiday vacation with my cousin, I went to three cities in my state, South Padre Island, San Antonio and Austin, a total of 12 days, it was super cold but that did not stop us from traveling and having fun…
South Padre Island
I been to the Alamo three times and never had taken pictures there
Texas State Capitol (just like the Alamo been to the Capitol before and no camera in hand ;), but now I have some pictures lol )
and if you come to Texas you can find cowboys and horses in the middle of downtown, we were eating at the Austin Ale house and these fellas showed up…
and yes we took the tourist pictures…
P.S. my word press is acting weird.
Posted: December 7, 2013 in INSPIRATION TERRAIN
Tags: Art, arte, joan miró
What I am looking for… is an immobile movement, something which would be the equivalent of what is called the eloquence of silence
Lo que estoy buscando… Es un movimiento inmóvil, algo que sería el equivalente de lo que se llama la elocuencia del silencio
Throughout the time in which I am working on a
canvas I can feel how I am beginning to love it, with that love which is born of slow comprehension.
Al cabo de un tiempo de estar trabajando en un lienzo,
puedo sentir cómo me estoy empezando a enamorar, con el amor que nace de la comprensión lenta.
“I try to apply colors like words that shape poems, like notes that shape music.”
“Trato de aplicar colores como palabras que forman poemas, como notas que forman música.”
The works must
be conceived with fire
in the soul but
Las obras deben ser
concebidas con fuego
en el alma,
con frialdad clínica
The tallest structure I know is the Eiffel tower in Paris, so I had to take pictures like crazy , when I printed the photos, yes this was years ago and got to see the photos up close I realize a ghost or strange light came out on one the pictures…
weekly photo challenge: Unexpected and the Weekly photo challenge: Let There be Light!