Please see Intersections 2 for an explanation of this series.
Intersections 1– I pulled the original post because of a glitch in the photo. Here it is again, covered in invisible band aids. It is the last in this series.
The designer’s description is below the image and says everything I would want to say….
Credit and Thanks to the Platform Gallery – http://www.theplatformgallery.ca/
‘The 100′ series was initiated by my 100th Post in April 2012. As text and images are the essence of my blog I will post 100 pieces of textual art from historical and contemporary artists and from my own hand. To view the series to date click on ‘The 100’ in my Category Menu.
Sculptural movement, a very interesting image John.
The everyday flappers make quite an ethereal image. I hope the imagery works for the neighbourhood.
Now I see they are doves! Beautiful 🙂
Seems like spray paint with doilies as image patterns
Ah Carl – you are such an old fart sometimes – but I love ya…
Pigeons, pigeons…
Well it does and it doesn’t Philippa – pigeons are ubiquitous in that neighborhood and I understand the visual metaphor used – however – the aesthetic quality of the pigeons are somewhat incongruous to the gritty ambiance of the location – if you see what I mean…
Thank you Gregory – I think so too…
🙂 is there a difference…oops 🙂
(Poorly the words come out from our strange lips
we write them down in so many mistakes
the natives of the English language sigh
and think oh please, spell check, for heaven’s sakes.)
I enjoy the patterns and the movement in this one a lot. As well as perception of a pigeon as a symbol.
Glad you enjoyed this one Ese. Me old mum used to say that if a pigeon pooped on your head it was a symbol of good luck – sadly this doesn’t seem to be true for the marginalized masses who share this intersection with the pigeons…
Love the poem Ina – you have one for every occasion – amazing poet you are. The pigeon is down there in the street with the humble sparrow. The dove has been elevated through literature and symbolism – Noah’s Ark – Peace – Love etc
I don’t see
that they are different:
doves and pigeons;
in the light of dawn
they are all
heaven sent to me.
My guess is pigeons
are on their way
home to sleep in late,
after painting the town red
the night before,
while doves need to
take their white feathers
to the cleaners
early in the morning.
🙂
you obviously know your birds.
pigeons shit on heads
while doves coo halos
around the bald spots
of unbelievers…