02 August 2006

 

another artist life



So you are in high school, weird girl that guys want to get with
and that is OK, as far as that goes. Except for this overwhelming
emotion and unconcious ferocity - legacy of German ancestry?













So you paint, and paint and paint. Nobody but teachers much care.
Despair and doubt seep in like spilled ink. You go to art school,
you go to New York, you graduate and get a job selling furniture.































A couple people say, yes keep going. Most suggest graduate school
for education. You do teach young freaks how to use a kiln for a bit.
But even in an unlit winter kitchen you stain pulp the shade of joy.




The question, "who cares?" repeats and go unanswered,
except for the wicked confabulations that stand and
deliver.












Lo though do we walk through a death valley or two,
you show us that we can still wade into the mess and subdue
beauty and other wildland creatures.




















All paintings by J. Haack
Titles top down:
(click on images for better view)

*Engagement
*Moon Bears Need Technology Too
*Mother and Eggs
*Counting the Days
*The Conversation

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