Remedios Sketch 2
If her coat were a watercolor
it would be soaked
its ragged edges would be many wings
her nimbus is flaking gold and robin’s egg blue
her buttoned corset,
her long neck,
the double curve of her cupid’s bow
Here, she is detached
so close to home
she has no pupils no iris
no galaxy’s hot center
she is dislocated
in the escape
Marisol Baca’s artist statement:
Over the past 15 days, I have been writing a poem a day. This concentrated workload allowed me to sit face-to-face with poems that I have been wanting to write for a long time— stories that I have wanted to investigate for a long time. It was a difficult thing to do, but the right time to do it. These poems are about exploring the work of a favorite artist of mine and finding out more about my family history. The first eight poems are interrelated and are about the surrealist painter, Remedios Varo. Her paintings evoke wonder and curiosity in me, and I love them. The second set of poems deal with stories about my great grandmother and her sisters. There are some stories in these poems that I have been thinking about for a long time, maybe even years, and have not been able to write until now. Last week I had a dream about my great grandmother standing at the entrance of a doorway telling me to go ahead and get it done. So I did.
Oil and Silver / Cardboard Sheet.
© All Rights Reserved 2015, Remedios Varo.
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“in eights // octaves”
El Flautista, 1955.
Oil and Nacre Embedded / Masonite.
© Copyright 2019.
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