Sunday, October 20, 2013

An eraser

               
                a study: no an eraser allowed!

When I get hungry
Not for food or earthy men
(Realized I could have
a whole bowl for life),
Hungry for self expression
I’d rather buy the art supplies,
But an eraser…

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18 comments:

  1. I know what you mean...although I can't draw or paint a thing. Sometimes self expression eludes me and I hunger for it to return. Such a thought provoking poem

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  2. I used to draw and paint during school days. But now I too yearn to draw but doesn't happen that beautifully.:-(

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  3. Yes...this is what creation is all about. Skip erasing...just make bolder strokes over anything not pleasing. Needless to say, I loved this. :)

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  4. Being able to express ourselves in art is so "delicious." A few weeks ago I set up my art table and there it sits. :0( And I need to just do it! No eraser.

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  5. I can't draw a lick, so eraser i can at least throw

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  6. an eraser, only if you need it...
    until then draw it vivid....

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  7. I am not fond of erasers but aim first try the calligraphy of thought an ink... but in the digital medium, colors cuts and paste the freedom is wide to change things or follow other paths not to lose first drafts... Yet, I find it hard to apply to text in a stream or limit the colors of words... in that sense a return to pencil and paper that I can write my name on a screen without it as jagged as an MD's proscription,. But what is self-expression as Foucault said will we write (erase) ourselves out of the play... in the dew damp of morning, water color drops from gentle rain... that we hunger for so hard to get, to learn past closed doors of early learning magic... when the world could say a lot with a few strokes and smudges like your poem....

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  8. In life, our marks are indelible, but in Art, we can always find a way to amend. I enjoyed this reflective piece. Nice work.

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  9. the eraser can wait . . . I say lose yourself in those art supplies and enjoy the freedom of expression in whatever form that may take.

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  10. I would miss my eraser. But the impulse toward erasure, I would not miss at all. Intriguing poem.

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  11. Must confess I have used that eraser a few times, too quickly.

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  12. I love the freedom of losing yourself in the lines!
    Fun to read

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  13. yes, yes... no mistakes, just opportunities to move in a new direction!

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  14. I'm all about turning the mistakes into opportunities, but I must confess, when I draw with my "sharp little pencil," I am highly dependent on a good gum eraser. I know, I feel like a traitor after my first sentence, but I also have OCD, hee hee. Nicely done, and I do LOVE the picture! Thanks for posting at Real Toads! Amy (one of 20 humble Toads)

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  15. Nothing beats a good gum eraser (as "slp" above states) My son loves to take it and use it like play dough... my eraser has been many things :) My older son keeps a poetry journal on him at all times... mine - I can't stand when they get messy - so typing is perfect for me...

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  16. Annie Racer, Speed's sister, frequently changed direction, but never left a trace... :)

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  17. I would love to grab some art supplies too ~ If only but I'm dreaming & wishing, smiles ~

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  18. Ditch the eraser - earlier lines drawn show the process of thinking/seeing, as long as you begin with a light touch. Clever poem. :)

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