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LAST NIGHT: WRITINGS AND POETRY ON ART

October 5, 2011

Last night, Chris Stieler, Dustin Opper, Heather Reed, Nate Judge, Braden Walter, Cameron Devine, Jack Callahan, and Jennie Friedman participated in the Free Thinker’s Society’s sharing of writings and poetry on the theme of art. From the serious to the silly, everyone had something to share.

Here is what was presented:

Chris Stieler- “The Dead Ship of Harpswell” by John Greenleaf Whittier, and “The Lighthouse Poem” by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Excerpt from “The Lighthouse Poem”:

Steadfast, serene, immovable, the same,
Year after year, through all the silent night
Burns on forevermore that quenchless flame,
Shines on that inextinguishable light!

It sees the ocean to its bosum clasp
The rocks and sea-sand with the kiss of peace:
It sees the wild winds lift it in their grasp,
And hold it up, and shake it like a fleece.

The startled waves leap over it; the storm
Smites it with all the scourges of the rain,
And steadily against its solid form
press the great shoulders of the hurricane.

The sea-bird wheeling round it, with the din
of wings and winds and solitary cries,
Blinded and maddened by the light within,
Dashes himself against the glare, and dies.

A new Prometheus, chained upon the rock,
Still grasping in his hand the fire of love,
it does not hear the cry, nor heed the shock,
but hails the mariner with words of love.

“Sail on!” it says: “sail on, ye stately ships!
And with your floating bridge the ocean span;
Be mine to guard this light from all eclipse.
Be yours to bring man neared unto man.

Jack Callahan- “Love is not a thing to understand” by Vanessa Hernandez

Love is not a thing to understand.
Love is not a thing to feel.
Love is not a thing to give and receive.
Love is a thing only to become
And eternally be.

Cameron Devine- “Darkness and Light” by Sri Chinmoy

Darkness wants
To devour light.
Light wants
To transform darkness.
God says to darkness:
“Darkness, stop!”
God says to light:
“Light start!
Lo, you have won the goal.”

Jennie Friedman- quotes by Scott Adams and Pablo Picasso


“Creativity is allowing yourself to make mistakes. Art is knowing which ones to keep.” – Scott Adams

“Painting is just another way of keeping a diary.” – Pablo Picasso

Nate Judge- “Poems about Art” by Sri Chinmoy

My Art is no art 
Without my mind’s simplicity.

My Art does not want      
To subscribe to the view
That unhappiness
Commands the world.

When I paint or draw,
I keep my mind’s thought-garden
Completely free of self-doubt-weeds.
 
My Art is the hide-and-seek      
Between my soul’s illumining smiles    
And my heart‘s streaming tears.

The Artist in me has three  
Faithful, sleepless    
And self-giving friends:
A newness-eye, a oneness-heart
And a fulness-life.
  
The heart of my Art      
And the heart of a child
Are extremely fond of each other.
They love each other deeply;
They need each other constantly;
They are interdependent, sleeplessly.
 
My mind says that anything I do
Is too insignificant
Because I am wanting
In qualification.    
Needless to say,
This includes my Artwork.    
   
My heart says that anything I do
Is too significant
Because the God-Touch    
Is always there.
Needless to say,
This includes my Artwork.
 
The moment I start painting,  
I clearly see my soul-meditation
Is blessingfully clasping
My heart-aspiration-flames.
 
First things first
The Artist in me,
Before embarking on his Artwork,
Invariably catches
His heart‘s aspiration-express.

True, in my Art I want to see
The face of earth’s beauty.
But I want to see
The heart of Heaven’s Divinity    
More, infinitely more.

Braden Walter- “The Specter” by Braden Walter

Orange, yellow, red. These colors are bright and fantastic! Watch as the monochromatic sky is brightened with the sound of the season. This is the season of color! Watch the dried crumpled leaf dancing on the cool breeze. Have you seen anything as wonderful? I now have my golden kingdom before me and I sleep on a bed of leaves.

Alas, the Specter has silently crept up. Stealing your feeling of contentment, the Specter rides with another season, and the season is not your own! Back, Specter! BACK! It is too late. The Specter has stolen your golden paradise, and plunged the world into darkness under his heavy and sinister cloak. The Specter puts a chill in the air that penetrates deep within your soul. Out, Specter! I want you out.

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