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| Patricia Griffin - Woodcut Series - Vessel - Wild time in the Poppy Field |
My piece "Wild Time in the Poppy Field" has been selected for the signature exhibition of the 2013 Paso Robles Festival of the Arts. The exhibition and sale will be open this Saturday, May 25, at Studios on the Park and showcases original artworks inspired by the Mary Oliver poem “The Summer Day.”
According to the show planners: "Juror Elizabeth Tolley selected pieces demonstrating personal vision and creative approach as well as excellence in execution."
I was excited about the theme of the show, taken from Mary Oliver's wonderful poem (see below). My piece fits right into the exuberant tone of "The Summer Day," and features a woodcut-style bee diving right into the etched poppies surrounding the base of the vessel.
I was excited about the theme of the show, taken from Mary Oliver's wonderful poem (see below). My piece fits right into the exuberant tone of "The Summer Day," and features a woodcut-style bee diving right into the etched poppies surrounding the base of the vessel.
Visit Paso Robles this weekend and see the show, plus all the other exciting events and activities during the Paso Robles Festival of the Arts. A great time!
The show "Wild and Precious" is on view at Studios on the Park, 1130 Pine Street in Paso Robles. The gallery will open at 10 a.m. this Saturday for the start of the Paso Robles Festival of the Arts.
The show "Wild and Precious" is on view at Studios on the Park, 1130 Pine Street in Paso Robles. The gallery will open at 10 a.m. this Saturday for the start of the Paso Robles Festival of the Arts.
The Summer Day
Mary Oliver
Who made the world?
Who made the swan, and the black bear?
Who made the grasshopper?
This grasshopper, I mean-
the one who has flung herself out of the grass,
the one who is eating sugar out of my hand,
who is moving her jaws back and forth instead of up and down-
who is gazing around with her enormous and complicated eyes.
Now she lifts her pale forearms and thoroughly washes her face.
Now she snaps her wings open, and floats away.
I don't know exactly what a prayer is.
I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down
into the grass, how to kneel down in the grass,
how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields,
which is what I have been doing all day.
Tell me, what else should I have done?
Doesn't everything die at last, and too soon?
Tell me, what is it you plan to do
with your one wild and precious life?
Who made the swan, and the black bear?
Who made the grasshopper?
This grasshopper, I mean-
the one who has flung herself out of the grass,
the one who is eating sugar out of my hand,
who is moving her jaws back and forth instead of up and down-
who is gazing around with her enormous and complicated eyes.
Now she lifts her pale forearms and thoroughly washes her face.
Now she snaps her wings open, and floats away.
I don't know exactly what a prayer is.
I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down
into the grass, how to kneel down in the grass,
how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields,
which is what I have been doing all day.
Tell me, what else should I have done?
Doesn't everything die at last, and too soon?
Tell me, what is it you plan to do
with your one wild and precious life?
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| Patricia Griffin - Woodcut Series - Vessel - Wild time in the Poppy Field - View 2 |
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| Patricia Griffin - Woodcut Series - Vessel - Wild time in the Poppy Field - View 4 |











