ARTIST’S NOTEBOOK
Week 5
I’ve been on a quest
for the immediacy
The moment here.
The breath, the whisper
In the space between
The whisper of wind is unseen.
A visual artist makes visible
the invisible senses?
The hidden things
in between the spaces.
Negative space
Dark matter
Other world faces
Rain spatter.
Water floods and
fire takes to the sky
an elemental maelstrom
A sparkle in your eye.
I have been thinking about The Whisper
Whispering is defined as speaking very softly using ones breath instead of ones vocal chords.
This makes sense of the phrase “the whisper of wind”
Which, in turn, explains my sense that a whisper can touch, tickle, and stir movement in your state of being the way that wind can touch the skin.
Tickle
Buffet
Push mightly in gusts
Blow out the cobwebs
Play with your hair
Chill you to the bone
I tense myself against autumnal winds
Go giddy in the summer breeze at dusk
In all these ways the breath can speak to the body
The wind can carry sounds
and meanings
but it’s touch and impact is below sight
experienced with all the senses
or not noticed at all
like the whisper
‘the underground’ momentum
of the invisible river
on which I sail my boat.
