Always an unseen late summer word waiting on the pull-rope slippery as a winter mitt and sock
Fillière © 2017
Tag: Drawings
A Rumour of Humour
Blue Chip Humour like blue-chip anything loves/thrives on brevity and clarity. And if you love / own dogs the following drawing is so droll and true to their least hello.
“Hi, I’m Scott and you are …?
Blue Chip Humour ll.
Below is Mark Twain’s “Celebrated Jumping Frog”. (You can look it up in Wikipedia if you’re unfamiliar with the hilarious tale).
I fancy Mark Twain would have been pretty delighted with this visual interpretation of the tampered-with critter as a connect-the-dots, connect-with-the-lead-shots response, that put an end to its owner’s outrageous brags and bets on its jumping capacities.
Scott Fillier © 2017
Portrait as Poem
The watercolour is recent, June 2017.
Deep, Deep
Deep, deep how deep can we go and whom do we know whom we know we think …
(We start out with such endearing presences, and can’t figure out how we lose that charm).
Boat Figure
This figure, is simply a Boat Figure, in transit, and no matter the where, the way.
Unweave, Unknit the Scarf of Scarp
cold unbraid, bold unsplice, untie, unmoor coarse hemp of hold
(In celebration of a new poem and pastel drawing, both from February 2017: Fillière). The pastel, without imposed poem, as below, has gone to live permanently with a cousin.
Spark
As soon
as I decide to blog
but as yet without
a chosen flog
the word “spark”
unplanned, unsought,
and as yet unfiltered,
parks itself point blank,
behind/in front of
the dark third eye;
the outer eye premature, stressed,
worried as a hemp-rough bell-rope
fingered, palmed, dangled, waiting,
waiting taut to be pulled sore
at the front of the cue,
at the front for the cure:
where the lure of live art
queues up like a ritual
Guy Fawkes Five
or a banner spangled Four.
Like any old flash
all steeple tense,
all tower taut,
all seriously trigger-happy,
the bell-ringer’s incendiary fingers
ring out, tell out,
draw,
paint out
the negative charge,
the positive hots,
the hot spots and the cold spots
of yesterday’s within.
fillière 