I love it when I get strange visitors, like this one. I paint and suddenly they appear…. not sure where they come from or who they are.
And yes, sometimes they freak me out. This one did and I almost kept her hidden.
Some time ago I took a deep breath and released her into the world by posting the artwork on Facebook. I was intrigued and delighted to see that this artwork inspired Bard Judith to write a poem about it and share it on my wall.
The poem again helped me to understand so much about the artwork, as if she has glimpsed deep underneath the paint and found and translated its meaning for me and others.
With Bard Judith’s permission I love to share what she wrote with you here:
Bard Judith said: My own personal response to this powerful ‘visitor’ of yours:
She was blindfolded
for so long the dye of the cloth
stained the skin around her eyes.
She was labeled
with contempt that streaked between
both sides of her brain,
branded the remnant,
the end of the roll.
the gag finally wore through
between her grinding teeth
and her song spilled out
Thank you so much for sharing your insights and this lovely poem, Bard Judith!
It is the third time a virtual stranger has written a poem inspired by my art. Isn’t that just so something to be so grateful for?
You can find more of Bard Judith’s inspirational awesomeness on her blog: The Bardic Circle
Copyright of the poem belongs to Bard Judith.