I cooked dinner this evening for some of my favorite women folk, and Jeanette, a long-time family friend, brought over some geodes (along with a chisel and a mallet) that she found on an excursion through some fields and creek beds in Iowa for a little pre-dinner excitement. I’ll surely be breaking out my camera magnifying lens attachment in some better light over the weekend for some close-up crystallization. Read more about geodes on Wikipedia.
Warnock Lake, Atchison, KS, 2010. I used to drive out to almost this same spot back in high school just to watch the silhouettes of the trees in front of the setting sun. There were more trees on the horizon at that time if I remember correctly.. I think that’s one of my ultimate influences for making silhouette art.
Softly the evening came. The sun from the western horizon
Like a magician extended his golden wand o’er the landscape;
Twinkling vapors arose; and sky and water and forest
Seemed all on fire at the touch, and melted and mingled together.
-Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Evangeline
River Moons by Carl Sandburg
THE DOUBLE moon, one on the high back drop of the west, one on the curve of the river face,
The sky moon of fire and the river moon of water, I am taking these home in a basket, hung on an elbow, such a teeny weeny elbow, in my head.
I saw them last night, a cradle moon, two horns of a moon, such an early hopeful moon, such a child’s moon for all young hearts to make a picture of.
The river—I remember this like a picture—the river was the upper twist of a written question mark.
I know now it takes many many years to write a river, a twist of water asking a question.
And white stars moved when the moon moved, and one red star kept burning, and the Big Dipper was almost overhead.
…Now I’ve gone all John Alcorn on my birds for the musical set (in regards to my previous post). If you don’t know John Alcorn’s work, check him out at the following links.. he’s one of my favorite artists.
“As you simplify your life, the laws of the universe will be simpler; solitude will not be solitude, poverty will not be poverty, nor weakness weakness.” -Henry David Thoreau