Sunday, February 20, 2011

Canvas 210

Remove one line, pull one thread, watch me disappear.

“Canvas 210”
February 18, 2011

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Library Notes: Added three signed first editions: Days of Life and Death and Escape to the Moon by William Saroyan in American and British editions; and East of West LA by Kevin McCollister.


rahina q.h. said...

ouch... this one hurt... it's like you spend all your life building up to something which you then stage by stage break down to it's simplest form. being in the process, i could hear what was happening when i read these words...

♥Jan♥ said...

Add one line...add one thread and watch him grow~~~
This drawing to me, is so dfferent from your others somehow...I love it William!

William Michaelian said...

Speaking of the process, Rahina, I find this all quite interesting, since the words that accompany this drawing were my response to it about a day after it was drawn, and now your response seems to be more to them than to the drawing itself. And yet your hearing, at least to some extent, must have been influenced by the image. So I wonder if the process is ever really done.

Jan, I feel the same way — this drawing does seem different. But I feel that way about almost all of them, especially shortly after they’re done. And it’s true, lines can be added just as well. And they certainly will be as long as I keep waking up in the morning!

Wine and Words said...

if I could erase my mouth
with just a hole left
for your insistence
into the very word

William Michaelian said...

unless the face
is the erased part
and the white is
what needs to
be effaced

Aleksandra said...

feels like an old,warm,warn,woolen jumper,shrinked somehow and now you use it again to make some socks out of it,for you and your grandchildren,many little woolen socks :D
thats how you do it! removing first thread,pulling next one watch it disappear ....

William Michaelian said...

You’ve revealed my secret! Yes, I am an old wool sock at heart, not the heel some people believe....

erin said...

and so too you are the woman at the spinning wheel.

one thread. we are so tenuous. if we could grasp just how so we might be able to squash the i.

this is the most beautiful face (to me) that you've created (or revealed). the perspective leaves me not wanting to leave.


William Michaelian said...

Thank you, Erin. Or maybe not created, or revealed, but which has revealed itself to me.

And now speaking of the “i,” isn’t it interesting how something that has been with us since the beginning and all along, and which is a part of us as much as our knuckles, hair, and arms, we should want to squash, banish, or destroy? And that we assume we know what the result of its absence will be?