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Hedy's Eye Swarm Silent
Nights
rapidograph ink on rapidograph
ink on rapidograph
ink on
vellum over photocopy mylar vellum
6 1/2 x 5 1/4 12
x 9 11
x 8 1/2
 
Sandwoman in Waiting Enough Balls
oil & sand on canvas rapidograph
ink on vellum oil
& sand on canvas
54 x 48 3
3/4 x 5 60
x 40
  
Slice of Life Abyss Lipquake
oil & sand on canvas rapidograph
ink on oil
& sand on canvas
vellum
over photocopy
60 x 42 11
x 8 1/2 48
x 54
FRAGMENTS
I hear paintings.
I see sounds.
I listen without ears and…
I see with sightless eyes.
I paint. I draw. Separate and connected.
Layers of oils and layers of charcoal
and layers of time and flesh… I build
faces, throats, organic form. Form!
Intimate fragments
slanted, tilted, silent and withdrawn.
Oversized, magnified, disembodied parts.
Portions of self; pieces of humanity;
the guts, the soul, the spirit and yes- the flesh.
Gradual decay- inevitable deterioration
I observe with curious fascination. I’d like to say
detached.
Glimpses of vulnerability: crevices, hollows, pouches, sags,
inside to out to in.
Penetration: reality, illusion,
outside to inside to inside….
I scrutinize, scan and probe.
Outward trails of inward travels
Journeys marked with blemishes and scars
of where we’ve been and how long we’ve tarried.
I stare and glare and dissect.
I layer: on off on paint wipe add
Darkened surfaces with transparent echoes
of time and space.
Memories linger vivid! then fade
and return with altered sounds and visions.
I layer- and feel the ghosts
of translucent darkness emerge, dissolve
in and out out and in back and forth.
Remembered flesh, supple and toned
Youthful belief in forever
Mortality looms
invisible, stealthy
the flesh it consumes
and… Where is Forever?
Fragments of beings implode, explode!
Parts become wholes. Fragments become lifetimes
that wither and wrinkle and crease and crack
like too many layers of paint.
And when did I become
like too many layers of paint?
and… What is Forever?
JUDITH JACOBSON
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