04 November 2010

Commuting Art



driving the commute, car hurtling past autumn woods . . .

a glimpse, a glimmer flickers on the windshield, on the inner eye . . .

then gone.

sitting in the office, the image remains a faint impression . . . light, textures, a sense of earth, of sky and water . . .

in the moments between budgets and meetings, how to capture, to evoke . . .

gather up a texture file, another, one more . . .

graft and meld, crop, enhance . . .

add the mark of scratchings, faded text, the hint of a compass as a talisman to find the way back . . .

all ephemeral, a chimera, a sweep, a smudge as the car hurtles past . . .

8 comments:

Cathy said...

stunning!

La Dolce Vita said...

you have captured it so well... love the new look! perfect...

ruma said...

The space reminds me of a labyrinth.
Yes. It seems to be totally a human thought without the end. . .

Thank you.
ruma

bicocacolors said...

I love your artwork!
you are so talented!
greetings from Spain

layers said...

your words add a rhythm and context for your image-- very poetic!

The Artist Within Us said...

Stunning!

Need I say more?

Warmest regards,
Egmont

Kelly M. said...

Donna -- thank you for your comments! Egmont -- I am humbled (but happy) --

Kelly M. said...

bicocacolors -- thanks for your kind words! :-)