Art Lovers discussion

I find the work of the artist Joseph Cornell fascinating. There’s no other artist quite like him. A treasury of boxes of memory, hope, and desire. Ekphrastic:Writing and Art on Art on Writing has my poem, Memories Suspended by Filaments up today. It’s the lead poem in my book, Fugitive Pigments, and I wrote it in the voice of Cornell himself. Take a look and tell me what you think.

http://www.ekphrastic.net/ekphrastic/...

Back in 2008 I was a visitor to the Museum of Modern Art in Mexico City. There was a one person show of a European transplanted artist living for many years in Mexico City whose work was similar to Cornell's and even more interesting. They possibly were acquainted with each other I suspect, as he was a good friend of Leonora Carrington, another artist transplant, who had fled to Mexico after a disastrous affair with Max Ernst. I have tried to go back in their archives to retrieve his name several times without success.

Ruth wrote: "I find the work of the artist Joseph Cornell fascinating. There’s no other artist quite like him. A treasury of boxes of memory, hope, and desire. Ekphrastic:Writing and Art on Art on Writing has m..."

Joseph Cornell is indeed an interesting artist, and I love his works and how they bring out the beauty of everyday objects... they're like a visual stream of consciousness.
Your poem is definitely reminiscent of Cornell's pieces, bursting with images and objects. I like the line "secrets detained in shining glass bottles." Nice job!

I haven't posted the picture of the day yet and you gave me this great idea or subject. Thank you. I found one of his quotes while researching his life and work:

"Shadow boxes become poetic theater or settings wherein are metamorphosed the elements of a childhood pastime. The fragile, shimmering globules become the shimmering but more enduring planets—a connotation of moon and tides—the association of water less subtle, as when driftwood pieces make up a proscenium to set off the dazzling white of sea foam and billowy cloud crystallized in a pipe of fancy."

Joseph Cornell