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Writing from life

by rogerburnett , August 25, 2014—12:00 AM

Topics: Caribbean, Passion Love, life, nude, poetry, sketches

Just as I paint from life in order to capture the transient moments of life, I find that poetry is most effective when scribbled down in the heat of the moment. The following lines refer to an emotional reunion. They were text to me, rather than scribbled, by Jessica Bellevue, my model and poetic muse. With poetry, as with painting, the simpler and more immediate the statement, the more profound. Seriously I cried and well he held me, But d more I cried. Today's painting is from the series I made of Jessica deep in poetic composition… Continue reading… 1 comment

As a painter I have spent a lifetime trying to capture colour. In particular, I have endeavored to define the colours that are to be found in the skin tones of my models. My struggles with paint are equaled with my struggles in verse. If you dip back into the archives of my sculpturestudiodominica.blogspot.com diary pages to August 11th 2011, you will find my poem "The Colour Black". I wrote the poem in homage to Denise, my wife and model. It contains the verse: From the dark areola of her breast, Brown madder and yellow ochre merge. While sienna reds and blues subdued In deep purple shadows converge. More recently, a poem dedicated to Jessica, my current model, begins: In mellow tones my muse awakes, With subtle shades of amber glow..… Continue reading… 0 comments

The painter and the poet

by rogerburnett , March 15, 2014—12:00 AM

Topics: Passion Love, life, nude, painting, poetry, sketches

If the requirement of an artist's model is an ability to sit still, Jessica would fail miserably. On the other hand, if a model's fundamental task is to inspire, she wins hands down I have found a way of keeping her almost still by encouraging her to indulge in her passion for writing poetry while I paint. Not only did this ploy enable today's painting, it also produced a poem, the title of which I have used for today's post. Although still a work in progress it begins: When the painter and poet combine, Each searching for that illusive line, Which only a true lover can define. 'tis then, they find their hearts entwine… Continue reading… 0 comments

The Colour Black

by rogerburnett , April 11, 2013—12:00 AM

Topics: models, poetry

Here is a poem I wrote a couple of years in homage to Denise, my wife and model. THE COLOUR BLACK Black, At a cursory glance All shades are reduced to just that. But to the painter, poet and lover A hundred hues compete, With the jet of her cane-row hair And the pale saffron soles of her feet. **** Put aside your tubes of Scarlet Lake, And erase cloy similes of peach. Look instead at freshly tilled earth Or a wave-washed volcanic sand beach. **** Cinnamon bark and breadfruit leaf, Coffee beans in the warmth of the sun. These tints her whole being encapsulates, With nature's own colours, she's one. **** From the dark areola of her breast Brown madder and yellow ochre merge… Continue reading… 0 comments