Very late night Haiku...sort of

So it's very late at night, and I can't sleep, so why not haiku?
I'm intrigued by this form of poetry. Maybe because of the challenge of the 5-7-5 syllable thing, or maybe it's the Asian seduction factor. At any rate, I've been exploring.
The similarity of thick cigar smoke and memories has been nagging at me so that's what a few of these speak to, and then there are the others.
The thing is, are any of these even passable? Since it is so late at night, my opinion is pretty skewed or should I say screwey! Wish I had a painting or a photo that would connect with any or all of these. Maybe another late night!

#1
gentle memories
fill the air like cigar smoke
thick with my regrets

#2
Forced reminiscence
fills me, choking memories
Thick as cigar smoke

#3
Tender memories
Fill my heart like spring blossoms
distracting reason

#4
Tender memories
Dance in my heart to music
heard lifetimes ago

#5
forced reminiscence
the air thick as cigar smoke
choking memories

Lake mist

Whispering at dawn

calling me close to the shore

memories or ghosts

Fresh from the easel

Finished her the other day.

"Ballerina at Rest"

11"x14" acrylic

Nothing much

Just a quick post with my latest encaustic. It's called "The Other Side". The door opens and there it it is. The photos aren't very clear though. Gotta work on that. I haven't done much lately. I'm trying to get in the studio more though. Yesterday I finished a rather nice acrylic, but I don't have a pix of it yet. My hope is that I will get a good shot of it tomorrow and will be able to post it the next day. Won't be tomorrow because I will be working until at least 10 pm. It's the night before the Arts Fest and several of the merchants on the block, including us, will be hosting artits' receptions and will be open late. I'll have a few of my pieces in the store along with a fabric artist. So here's the new encaustic, then off to bed for me!

Garden from the heart

This is a garden that was installed by my cousin's wife, my cousin and my aunt in honor of my neice Nora. They spent many, many hours this summer clearing out the space for the garden. Many of the shots that I have posted are of logs and pieces from the years of abandoned earth behind the pump house where our family has spent over 100 years of summers. It is, of course, much better in person but I wanted to share the beauty and the love with anyone who is looking. This is Nora's Garden from people who love her.

7 things

OK Doug...it's only 7 things so I think I can come up with them!

No other people required to make these 7 things pleasant:

1. Painting,(whether acrylic or encaustic), and/or drawing (from life or imagination) ( I know I could have made this into 2 things but I felt like that would be cheating)
2. Reading a good book with a good cup of coffee early in the morning
3. Trying to write poetry...and it is always best done alone to avoid the laughter.
4. Watching the sunset over Fish Lake
5. Shopping...for anything.
6. Going to the Art Institute
7. Listening to music either on pandora.com or my Ipod

...and 8. reading my few favorite blogs.

Note to self

What a lovely weekend!

5 girlfriends joined me at our little place in Wisconsin for our September bookclub meeting.There is nothing better that spending time with really good friends, talking about a good book (and lots of other trivial things) at a beautiful peaceful place during a perfect fall weekend. This will be an annual event!

Once they girls left, I decided that I have abandoned my art for too long. Time to get serious again. I did some small drawings and sketches the next day and a small assemblage for the new garden, but not enough! I need to take the small drawings and do something with them or do more. Maybe do a painting/drawing-a-day again.

It doesn't just happen...it takes work...and it is in the working that the joy lives.