All around her tiny green, red and orange lights
where things are in sleep mode and standby mode.
The house is a city full of traffic
needing to be told when to stop and go.
Excerpt from Kate Camp's(NZ) poem The Insomniac Learns A Lot
Photograph of Derek March by Liz March
4 Comments:
I wouldn't mind seeing the whole of that painting...
It evokes a memory of visiting the March house with you many, many years ago.
Living in a house with a few other people can really feel like that poem. It makes me realise how I coordinate my activities according to cues from other people who live here, especially in the peak times.
That painting looks marvellous. Interesting that Liz should have chosen to photograph it in B&W. I like the way Derek's hand reaches up to form that arc with the eel.
Retrospectively, I am aware of just how crazy it was to combine the photograph and the poetry. Totally unrelated to each other! I wanted them both, but the timing wasn't great. Oh well. Your comparison with a house full of people was an interesting association Jacq. I had completely forgotten you had been to Liz and Derek's with me. In relation to your comment about the choice of B and W Pete, I know that the painting itself is black-and-white so that may have been a motivating factor. And yes, I have to agree, the painting does indeed look marvellous. Although, I have not met it face-to-face.
that's interesting that you don't see the text and pic going together. The painting seems quite busy to me...I looked at the rivers as roads and the eels as traffic - shows how impressionable i am.
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