Writers flOW

transcendent misty
write it says
so write
right
a
real writers flOW
by
river edging
or
canal acting river
or
an other vision
or

ducking away
eared rushing
willow wind
a key
1
word
towards a flow
over paper with pencil bow
rub nothing
write
it said
mist
blank
a drop on the fire

so far 21 photos with 8 poems need to write more but from 0 to 8 was Writers flOW

mOrning lightness

see the moon
when dark goes into light
you find
the best moments to be
creative
mind surrounded by
silence
you see hidden glory
morning light with
morning dew
showing you 
contrast
no wind
no disturbance
still hands without sweat
steering light away
compose the moment
leaving composition
leaving colour
ok
you write what you see
you take the photo of your feelings
no illustration
no description
PhotoPoetry

https://www.photopedagogy.com/photopoetry.html

TRIP

TRIP
contrast in photos
contrast in journey
towards

trippipe

last


from pipes, good smoke, to watery lines
long shadows override lonely ride
push down followed by upwards pull
slow motion advanced sight

tripblog

shadows of dawn


roar of motorwaaayyy going over inside chirping
certain warble takes distinction
accelerate vision
old creeping raising questions of contrast
still  filling airspace  


wilgoud

possibilities      


old verses new
giving  living space
stroll in with eyes wide open
leave with head in motionless thinking

tripriverbeach

human made


say inside contractions
it can be done
contrast of cultivated wild

 

 

rOOs

 

 

river child

river dancing with light

 

river child living on the edge seeing beauty in a willow branch breathing rippling waves

river child boater floats drifting directionless towards  other site

river child balancing feet on every motion staring towards horizon

river child hearing cabbeling babbel of any waterline 

sense

river child steering away from landsite entering motionless

fender

river child timeless bender

 

my audience

This was my audience last Thursday while making photos and filming drifting feathers. They even joined me in the water.

The editing of the movie will take some time, some of the photos and poems you can see here.

rOOs

Underwater Poem

an other try

Going back doing an other try, making an other, not.
Sticks stayed, dipper drift, tooooooo much debris, need to do it again.

waiting for an better moment

Sticks saved, put secure.
Waiting for the right weather.

The third try was ships law, 3 times lucky.

 

Line 1 and line 2

 

CONSTANT FLOW OF IMPULSE
ADJUSTING TOWARDS ALTERATION

 

line 3 and 4 and 5

 

BOAT BELLIES
PUSH PERSISTENCE WAVES
READJUSTING WHAT WAS THERE

 

LINE 6 AND LINE 7

 

CONSTANT COMING
PERSISTENT GOING

 

FINAL

Finally the sticks stayed on the beach, not sure for how long.
The work was started at 7 in the morning in all peace without people.
On the way back people started to flow in with whatever they could carry.
The river beaches are a bit of a walk.

The poem will be a part of the Clean Rivers project, this September. What goes into the rivers here can go around many places in the world, even going around the world.
The poem is now in my garden and noting was left in the river, except my footprints, maybe.
The aim is to remind people of the beauty of the spot, without moralising.

Now i need to work on the film a new experience, which will take time.

 

Land Art Poetry

The idea for Land Art Poetry started many years ago while making the beach art Lupin Curl.

Lupin Curl beach-art

 

Poetry is always a part of the art made by me, sometimes as inspiration other times as a reaction to the art.
How can you  combine the poem with the LandArt?
At the time i was active on the internet in several platforms and so the idea was to combine them platforms together with LandArt and Poetry.
The group on Flicker Land Art Connection gave a photo from LandArt made by them, which were showed on a Haiku group in Second Life (virtual reality program). The poets choose a photo, wrote a poem for the LandArt. The two were combined printed and became the Land Art Poetry Trail which was showed actually in the Rookery Walled Garden and Vagdavercustis LandArt Garden.
Some photos you can still be seen on Flicker

Land Art Poetry first real poem

 

From the LandArt Poetry Trail followed poetry written in the landscape.
The beach slate was used on purpose. My mother learned to write on Slate, in the early years of last century. The expression; ‘clean slate’ comes from the old schools when they wiped their slates to write again and again.

The poem was written in reaction on the frustrating climate change conferences failing time after time. Every line was taken from one of the many comments found on the internet.
It was on the waterline which will be altered in the future by climate, that day just by high tide.

 

LandArt Poetry in and with the landscape

 

Over the years it developed bit by bit to using found object from the landscape to write with. Crack was written with little white pebbles from the beach filling the writing in the sand.
The spot was the poem. When you stand on the coast path above this beach you see a rock wall with a passing through, only by low tide.
It took two days of making, only one hour to disappear.

A different disappearing

 

Every landscape has a different disappearing. What you see today   you will not see tomorrow.
At times it goes by tidal flows, other times it goes by seasons and by different interaction of the elements in the landscape.
One poem was lost due to a badger walking through it, day after day.
River poem was changed by the weather, wind and rain.

Other LandArtists also uses poetry as a part of their art, Richard Long used poetry. He used the poetry more like visual poetry written on paper, one example you find here .
You will find other poetry in the outdoors written on walls or engraved in rocks.
Land Art Poetry is different it will not stay all that remains is a photograph.
The letters disappear, most are written with chalk or charcoal. Some letters are written with  white ink. You can imagine somebody finding a pebble on the beach with just one letter on it, makes one wonder.

On my Twitteraccount you will find next week several photos of other LandArt Poetry made by me over the years.
https://twitter.com/rOOs19625885
For the new LandArt Poem you need to wait for the right weather conditions, perhaps coming Thursday.

 

 

ooh gut

background

Wondering what it is.
It is
WATER
at times the camera does what
can not been seen
painting with light
PERHAPS
underwater photography
colours change

land art

have a good look
in the centre
you see
a TREE
she is the wandering
heroin
surviving all odds
now growing in a special spot
made for her

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