Saturday, May 25, 2013

Finding Words

'Proverb or Saying'
- that was the challenge this week, given to us by Patrice

 I love words, and so it took me quite some time to decide what words I wanted to create with. 

But I finally decided on these ones.  

They are from a poem by E.E. Cummings written in 1952.  
Below is the full poem.


I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart)
I am never without it
 (anywhere I go you go,my dear;
 and whatever is done by only me is your doing,my darling)
I fear no fate (for you are my fate,my sweet)
I want no world (for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant 
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root 
and the bud of the bud 
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; 
which grows higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

I carry your heart (I carry it in my heart) 

I was not satisfied with how this piece turned out - but it was a learning piece, and I am happy with that.
I learned things not to do next time.
- too many dots will make it too busy
-varied letter/word size is important  
- more white space is needed             
- perhaps a thicker black line (or pen)
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * 

Along the way today I found some other words.
These words were written last September when I also took the photographs.
It was a time that I missed my words so much.
I struggled to find them in my head as I was healing from a concussion.
A concussion that toppled my world almost sixteen months ago now.
I continue to heal from it.
Fortunately my words are beginning to come more easily.  
It has been a lesson in patience.

For more words, please visit Patrice.


  1. Kim I have missed visiting your blog while I've been busy working on my class. It feels like I just came home when I landed here on your page, such a familiar warm feeling I have when I visit you :)

    I love the EE Cummings words they are among some of my favourites, and those words you wrote....Wow!!! beautiful Kim, just beautiful and so expressive.

  2. beautiful poem and what you made of the words, there is rhythm in your letters!
    My favorite picture is the last one with the stormy days, the warm light on the left, the black trees.
    x Stefanie

  3. Hi Kim! You know one of the best things about the drawing challenges for me, is all of the mistakes [I make many, HA!] and resulting knowledge that I gain from making them. Left to my own devices, I'd probably not have the courage to make the mistakes, but this group of art friends are so supportive and encouraging and forgiving and honest with their critiques if there are any, that I just feel safe and happy to plough through my art learning curve. I think it is neat that you point out your own critique of your piece, and what you have learned. Because I see it differently and art is like that hey? Your pointers reinforce ideas that I already know, but easily forget. Like white space. Love this piece. AND I NOTICED RIGHT AWAY THAT YOU USED LETTERING IN YOUR ART. Awesome piece! N, x
    p.s. the photos of last year, with the captions broke my heart with happiness that those days are over for you.

  4. I liked your top piece, very much. then i read what you learned and i could see everything you were talking about. thank you for sharing that.

    It sounds as though your concussion was a challenging time to heal through. thank you for sharing your vulnerable experience.

    yesterday my mother thought clearly, but the words came out garbled. Nothing like her thoughts more like a different language, it lasted for twenty minutes and was a frightening experience for her. She will go to the doctor and see what happened. So your struggle with words is so heavy on my heart today. I am so happy that you have healed. sending light.

  5. Lovely sentiment, beautifully executed.
    And stunning pictures! (I find myself grasping more frequently for words lately and I don’t suffer from a concussion. I’ll have to find a different excuse! LOL)
    (just out of curiosity, what camera do you use? Although I already know it's not the camera, it's the photographer.)

  6. Kim, this post moves me. My dear one left for the ocean again last week - your calligraphy ee cummings quote is perfect for my state of mind. Loss of language is hard to imagine! Glad your recovery is progressing. xxoo, sus

  7. ok, now i sit here with tears in my eyes
    first because of those beautiful images and words
    which i have been writing down
    and than i joined you on your mother's day
    ...... i just love all of it! your beautiful family
    the traditions, the tiny flowers on that windy and cold hill
    ok, back to the dc
    it's all about trying, making, looking and learning
    in the safe surrounding of this circle
    and i love it, like i love your work, even when you are
    not completly satisfied ;^))

    love and thanks for playing!
    Patrice A.

  8. i just visited crocus hill smiling all the way,
    then i read your poem here,your words, i look at your pictures,
    'in the midst of stormy days i wait'...
    the words are coming back, a love poem very tender, dancing across the paper, the dots, to me, are like expressing the joy you feel to leave stormy days behind,
    beautiful post Kim,straight from the heart, from life, xx

  9. dear kim, I visited your last blog posts - I saw the beautiful filipp-painting, the wonderful landscape and your happy mother's day :))). and now I'm very impressed of your words and images and of your poem art - I love it, with all the dots and with the beautiful letters.
    thank you, it's brighten up this cold and rainy day!
    :)) mano

  10. such a beautiful love poem!! and your photos are great too- majestic wow!! how could one find words to express how one feels at times too great! big hug!

  11. Kim,
    I am so stunned and moved by this post. The poem and the artwork is lovely, and I for one, love the dots. (Can one have too many?) The little x's tucked in a row amid the beautiful quote, and the sharing of your journey to find your words. e.e. cummings poem is moving, but your own words are the most powerful ones.

    Your words will return, and some new ones will be found too. That reminds me of a little song we would sing as children: "Make new friends, but keep the old. One is silver, but the other's gold."

  12. heartfelt words, kim.
    and e e cummings... now, am i convinced enough now, to finally dig in?
    hope your words have been fully restored too; a loss for words is nothing short of a setback, epsecially since you create by them.

  13. I am loving the black, red and white that has popped up with this theme!
    Your illustrations is pretty - like a quilted top.
    Your photographs and words are very moving.
    How awful to suffer from concussion so seriously!
    I hope you will soon be completely well.

  14. Beautiful words and artwork, Kim. I think it's part of creating to try and test and criticise, to go on and improve and try something new. And of course we are the hardest critics of our own work. Others don't see the difficulties we may have had in process...honestly, I'm rarely satisfied with my own results. Some details here, some there could still be improved. But for all that we come to a point where we decide: it's finished. Well done! I really like your piece, especially in its framed state, which calms the arrangement and so balances the criticised points.

  15. The poem of Cummings is wonderful thats for sure, but what I really love, admired and are drawn to are your words combined with this surperp photos! You described your suffering in such a profound and poetic way thats truly artful and amazing. A couple of days ago I saw a docu about head injuries and the patients struggling finding words again, it was painful only to watch it, I had to switch channel after a while. No one can really imagine how dreadful this is.
    So I hope as well that you completely well soon!

  16. Beautiful lettering and interpretation of a lovely saying


  17. This poem by E.E. Cummings is beautiful. I am not familiar with a lot of poetry, but I did recognize these lines and now with the visual aid you have provided here, perhaps I will remember now. I like how easily you can identify what you would do differently with your words. Many times when I have created something and I do not like it much, I can't put into words why. But I like what you made and I like the idea of putting words that move us into art. I recently painted a commission for a friend...a surprise birthday gift from her husband. I had him give me five words he would use to describe her and then I wrote those words on little pieces of teabag,(Smile...thank YOU Kim) and then I placed them here and there on the painting. I can't share the work until after her birthday though. But I loved how the written words look in the painting and plan to use this more.

    And as always...your photos here are a soothing salve for my soul. I love what Micki feels good to come here.