Behind things
November 16, 2012
Outdoors behind the house, behind the garden in autumn, the vegetables now gone and the land going fallow, I drew the view of the shaded house against the glare of a brilliant blue day. Much of my past is tied up there in that house, amid these shadows. There are too many millions of things to see. Thousands of stalks of plants, glints of light, millions of leaves, a thick gauze veil of apertures through which bits of light peek through.
And every aperture, a facet of a kaleidoscopic mirage.
November 18, 2012 at 8:40 pm
I love this exuberant drawing!
Merci, Ben. Cette maison possède beaucoup de souvenirs. Je pense que je dessine les mémoires.
November 24, 2012 at 2:50 am
I remember this house – you must have drawn it before – the gingerbread house in the woods
the painting draws you in to explore.
It’s Rembrandt’s house, it’s many things, but it’s my house. You have such a good memory. You are always remembering my motifs, Gabe!