Over the past few years I have been working collaboratively with Scottish artist Lindsay Turk to create pairings of painting and poetry. It is not a clear case of poems inspiring paintings, nor is it a clear case of paintings inspiring poems. Instead the two evolve together, sparking off and influencing each other until a final painting/poetry pairing is achieved. This process takes a lot of time, making it very convenient that Lindsay and I also happen to be married!
We hope that the combination of words and images create a unique exhibition experience.
More of Lindsay's paintings can be viewed at www.lindsayturk.com
From 'Between a blink and a breath' exhibition:The song of loss
He tosses back his antlered head, the whites of his eyes like gibbous moons. He summons a sound from the depths of peat. It rises through layers of acid dark, past bones and stumps. Strata, padded by wolves and snouted by wild boar. Earth that felt the tense crouch of the lynx, the scratch of the bear, and was hoofed by woodland deer. He tosses back his antlered head and breath unfurls like fern, like mist as the valley fills with the song of loss. Labyrinth Let me set these words into some form of meaning, un-spooling and leading the way to somewhere. Maybe a wide space rippling with light, beauty beyond the maze of turns and tunnels. Or the calm after the storm that settles to love and laughter. But don't just take my word for it. We all have a thread to follow. From 'Zugunrhue' exhibition: >ø
"Niente is a musical dynamic, rarely used." Listen. This is the song I'd write for you: a short string of notes. Then the niente - an ebbing away to bare whisper and beyond. But not a fade to nothing. Please not that. Just a sound so soft it can't be heard. Let it play and play and play |
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