Oak Leaves. Permanent ink on 3.5x2.5 inch 40% cotton paper.
Seasons
I leave thee just
As seasons
Come and go
As Earth pleases
Existence.
Hot, humid, dry, arid
The ground breaks
Tempers released
Drought brings
Petrichor!
Breezy, chilly, dark, grey
Ablaze in colors
Fiery beauty
Silent death.
Frigid, cold, icy
So bleak yet white and pure
Sunny, bright, mellow
Slow.
Washes away grim
An acorn pushes itself from the ground
A little oak tree
Free.
Buying time.
I remain.
Sprout. Matted ATC sized permanent pigment ink in 40% cotton paper.
As seasons
Come and go
As Earth pleases
Existence.
Hot, humid, dry, arid
The ground breaks
Tempers released
Drought brings
Petrichor!
Breezy, chilly, dark, grey
Ablaze in colors
Fiery beauty
Silent death.
Frigid, cold, icy
So bleak yet white and pure
Sunny, bright, mellow
Slow.
Washes away grim
An acorn pushes itself from the ground
A little oak tree
Free.
Buying time.
I remain.
Sprout. Matted ATC sized permanent pigment ink in 40% cotton paper.
The above, is a poem I originally wrote for the Season Series, a collection of pigment ink drawings on Bristol Board. It was my first serious attempt to draw in pen and ink as I was purely an oil painter at that time.
Wonderfully evocative Ces, new life in an acorn and nurtured through the leaves.
ReplyDeletewonderful how you have given me an inkblot feeling with that last one
ReplyDeletewonderful how you have given me an inkblot feeling with that last one
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Gorgeous, Ces. I am heartened by the "I remain," line.
ReplyDeleteCes I studied this creation of yours (the acorn) and realized you have put creation itself on a piece of paper. Only One could do it better--God. The reason His is better, it is constantly in some sort of growth mode, ever changing.
ReplyDeleteI L O V E this. Haven't we seen it before?
And your words, dear Gemini Peep: which of the twins is writing? It is good you keep the other busy sketching, drawing, "arting"--now, don't make something funny out of that--grin!
Your words are then also creative, letting me remember that all is changing...ALWAYS. How BEAUTIFUL this all is today, it makes me feel (well, I'm NOT, of course!) BEAUTIFUL!
Thank you SO much, my friend Ces.
i love your oak series
ReplyDeleteyour poem is wonderful too
you had my heart jump though, thinking you were trying to tell us something about you
'I remain' and that you wrote it a while ago.... made me think this truly is about the oak and life too.
wishing you a lovely weekend.
Thank you very much dear friends!!!
ReplyDeleteTammie! Oh, I can see why you thought such. I have been sharing some personal things lately. But no, this is an old poem that guided me as I drew the Seasons Series.
Steveroni, I don't know what I am going to do with you. Sir, you are so kind to me. I am a mere pen pusher when I draw. You help make me do better. Thank you.
Elisabeth, how lovely to see you again. Thank you.
My dearest friend, Andrew. I wanted yo be serious but your avatar - HAHAHAHAHA!
Autumn Leaves, the oak will remain longer! Like Angel Oak - 1400+ years old...
Absolutely beautiful CES!!!!!
ReplyDeleteYou never cease to amaze me...I am not sure you realize the scope of your talent.
We do though.....
XXOO!!
Anne
P.S. The little sprouting acorn is darling!
Ces, you are sweet. Thank you for asking about my pain. I am doing well today ~ can finally eat something more than jello.
ReplyDeleteIt was great to see you at the party, on here, and on FB - I thought you were going to be "in absentia" for a while. Apparently things are well with you. I am SO glad.
Your poem... your oak leaves... the acorn... B E A U T I F U L !
TSUP! ♥ audrey
been awhile :))
ReplyDeleteall beautiful (as you are).
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Oh Love sprout!!! I just came from visiting your Cesnuts at Anne's. DeLovely. You are DeLovely. You are a most generous and loyal friend, and The Leader of the Cesnuts. That is what we all shall be called. The Cesnuts. Have fun my lovely, breathe. **blows kisses** Deb
ReplyDeleteYour work and words....oh so beautiful. I have to go back and read again.
ReplyDeleteI thought you were on vacation but I see you passed out in a park instead...omg!! Love that pic!!
Steveroni?....what can I say? The man has a way with comments and songs!! Gotta love that!!
Gorgeous, Ces! I love your words with the images! You are so amazing!!!! TSUP! Silke
ReplyDeleteCesalicious, GET OFF THE COMPUTER. Go play. The Cesnuts have your back. And your nuts. Look how you have corrupted Mr. Finnie, who used to be a serious artist and now he is a pirate...
ReplyDelete**kisskiss** Deb
Ces, I always was a tattletale: Andrew Finney wrote "hmm two comments for the price of one"....
ReplyDeleteBut I counted total THREE!
And this is only TWO for ME!
Am I allowed just one more?
Or could I even make it FOUR?
Next, you'll be showing me the DOOR!
PEACE--HEY! Is the party over yet? I like to be a "late arrival" and check out who has hooked up with whom...let's see, is it in its fifth day now? THAT'S the kind of parties I lik--er, remember--grin!
S
Sorry for butting in here--THAT'S a LIE!!!
Just wonderful Ces. I love this series and your words complement it perfectly.
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Ces!!! Still doing the balancing act? Ow, it was so good to see you dropping by. I've been eyeing that YM list and, no luck seeing your name there so far.
ReplyDeleteTake good care, please, please...
(HUGS!!!)
PS: I LOVE YOUR LEAVES!!!!!!! :))
Check your e-mails when you have time, ok? (^-^)
ReplyDeleteWhat? No wifi? Well, that just plain sucks. :(
ReplyDeleteNo more storms I hope?
Hey Lady bug! How are you?? Hope that you are well and nice and cool. I love these fabulous leaves. They are beautiful indeed. I love the poem too. When are you going to put together your coffee table book and sale it????? I need one for my collection of Ces! he he he he! I mean it. I really do. Hope that you are doing well and not working to hard. Love you
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Tsup!
sso that what oak trees look like, you have a nice compositional eye Ces (eye eye me hearties)
ReplyDeletebeen stirring up amalia's blog I sea?
Ces, please check your Email when you get time, OK? NO! I did not write you a note, just thought you ought to check it now and then--grin!
ReplyDeleteHey that's a lotta, lotta hair up there. I could use a "do" like that on my scooter trip for those FEW times--when even the birds are seeking shelter.
You and your CAMERA are TRULY the best of friends. You perform well with one another...should be a dance team...oh well, enough of trying to be funny.
Ces, you are still that amazing Peep who "does it all" and I admire you along with everyone else here
PEACE
Steve
Well, I just had a wonderful time frolicking about inside your forest of oaks. Thanks for posting that, I needed it so badly. :)
ReplyDeleteAnyway...if you're interested, the finale is up for viewing!! (^___^)
I love to see your work grouped together like that - such impact! Your photos above are fab - gorgeous, lush greens!
ReplyDelete**gasps** Beeeeeeutiful! The Cesnuts want to run through the oak forest! Fabulous photos. Made me drool. Just a little on my keyboard. Lonely in my Ceslessness, Deb ♥♥♥
ReplyDeleteI wanted to comment about yesterday's post and say that the greens are delicious!! Whooo!! Will you be painting those leaves and trees? : )
ReplyDeleteHey, Ces!! Hope you're surviving the Texas heat. That has to be the hottest place in the country right now!!
I love seeing both the inspiration and the artwork those beautiful trees bring out of you Ces. Being among the oaks is a lush and wondrous place that you tap into masterfully for us!! I hope you're getting time to take them in and simply BE, under their shade! xoxox K
ReplyDeletehows everything????
ReplyDeleteoh i MISS you!
where are you grandewitch???
well I don't have anything interesting to say. Hope you are well.
ReplyDeletebut where are you grandewitch?
ReplyDeleteare you in a forest doing somekinda ritual or something???
I saw a Peep sunning herself on the beach at Naples, Florida. Next to her was an exquisite brightly-polished-handled Golden-Brown colored broom, also sunning itself.
ReplyDeleteScattered all over the clean, white, salted beach-sand were oak leaves of all styles, sizes...AND and, I could not believe this: SPROUTING ACORNS abounded thereon. Yes, ABOUNDED!
(Since this will probably be my final comment on these pages because of rejects, I just "let it go!!" --grin!)
hello? (echo: hello? hello?)
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