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Vanishing Point
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Vanishing Point |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California 
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Vanishing Point The canvas of my life empty, How I longed for the brush; To share visions but I could see— Let my emotion rush Forward, a testament to all Of all I held within. I swore I held an artist’s call— I wore it like my skin. I painted light, painted shadow, And rainbows in the sky. ‘Painted things only I could know In whispers to the eye. In lavender, in indigo— In textures you could feel, ‘Let my imagination flow... But then, I thought it real. The scene alive, the shades perfect, I painted as if spelled. I see it now, in retrospect, Still know not what compelled Those passions to pour out of me— Those renderings of touch. I but know now I finally see What I had lacked so much. For perspective is everything, And guides more than the eye; As a vanishing point might bring Forth a truth from a lie. It’s faith in what you cannot see, Though surely are aware... And so you paint what has to be, Instead of what is there. A master’s touch, though, can’t reshape The portrait held within: A silhouette, barren landscape, The endless price of sin. The darkness now my surrounding, Its point I finally see. The only thing here vanishing Though, appears to be me. Michael Anderson 8/02/2013 [This message has been edited by Michael (08-03-2013 10:12 AM).] |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Great metaphor here! And it was relatively "light" until your classic dark ending. Well put. Lori  |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Michael, the painter paints what he feels, not necessarily what he sees, as you so adroitly presented to us here in this rendering. Thank you, I enjoyed and understood. ~*~ What do you call a dinosaur with a extensive vocabulary? A thesaurus. ~*~ |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
Lori, thank you. I'm glad you liked it. Wasn't so much trying for a dark ending as I was reveling in the fact that my personal perception of darkness surrounding me has been/is erasing the portrait I could be painting of myself one day at a time here. Just that little inkling of thought saying, "it didn't have to be so dark." Even though it's probably way too late to make a difference. Jer, I put a little extra effort toward clarity in this one... mostly because it was meant to be an admittance to several people, including yourself, that yup... my own personal outlook has not only clouded my judgement, but my attitude as well. I've embraced the dark so long I really know no other way, but that by no means makes it right, absolute, or even necessary. I appreciate all your words of encouragement over the past couple of years. I think they may have finally cracked that shell around me. Michael |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Michael, my Michael, it is never too late to paint yourself out of a portal, into one laced, as this was, with the prospect of light, 'at the end of the tunnel' if you wish. If you wish. Should you desire. Timshel, my friend. |
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ebonygirl Member Elite
since 2011-07-14
Posts 2000California U.S.A |
Hey Michael, Vanishing... I see this as the vanishing of the familiar, and the emerging of that which is becoming! Yup, so, how ya doing my friend! Ms. E |
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