Sunday, December 15, 2024

sight lines/drawing lines

warmth, after extreme cold and whipping winds

a walk then

downstream first

the swift, treacherous current swiftly moving though the surface remained glass-like

reflections rooted in place on one side, the pilings on the other

there are two things that spring to mind... 

first that the trees were cut to create the pilings and now they face each other across the divide, both rooted in place

and how the river is in constant flow yet the reflections that lay on the surface remain in place



back at the house, the recording begins

questions of sight and thought

"what is the impression I'm holding in my mind of where I am and what I see?"
-Debbie Lyddon


I look at a photograph, close my eyes, and think back to the river

open them and begin


nothing special, not a lot of detail, just the things I payed attention to the most





twisted and curled brown leaves clinging

for some reason I payed a lot of attention to them


I had noticed them a few days before, a different place, different trees


wind-swept snow-lines

waves of winter


repetition

space

light

shadow

edges


a closer view, after a somewhat treacherous walk down the bank

texture

rough snow and ice

smooth river


guardrail supports on the other side provide additional repetition

these were the things I remembered most

other than the light

of course

3 comments:

Christine Barnes said...

What amazing sieves our minds can be, shaking out the grit and clutter and leaving behind the nuggets of gold... those things that held our attention and lodged in our thoughts... to be carried home and deposited into a sketchbook. This is a wonderful exercise ... one which, with practice, could improve and hold so much potential for creativity. A great way to express emotions and sense of place in remembered patterns and images and perhaps an opening to the beginnings of abstraction if we wanted to go down that route.

Rachel said...

I think the last, lingering, twisted leaves on a tree speak of fortitude and endurance, and that glorious light casts a spell over all.

Magpie's Mumblings said...

Your drawings, referencing the photos, are always endlessly interesting, but I have to say that I find your jotted notes of your impressions of what you see to be just as much of interest. Teaches me to pay more attention to the details when I'm out which is something I constantly need reminding of.