WHERE I HAVE BEEN...
Doors, windows, entrances,
I draw and paint for pleasure,
but also -
in some degree and measure,
because they represent
a sign of the women;
not literally,
but as a numen;
a symbol of a receptacle,
container, holder, bin,
where I have been,
as larva, pupa, embryo;
and will return
to mother womb,
as grave, to which
I am foredoomed...
Igor Medvedev "Magenta Canopy", 2005
MY BLISS
You ask me what is my bliss?
Conscious to be of what is -
God's little miracles
I seek in nature
in the cityscape
(while walking by at times
completely unaware) suddenly
I see a synchronistic interplay,
when something looking rather ordinary
is all aglow, alive and is extraordinary;
that is the magic moment
I am looking for,
when form is brought to life
with the spirit of the light -
I try to walk a narrow line
between the subject/form
keep balance
not to turn.
Through observation,
I try to integrate,
objectivity,
express -
the yearning for what has been,
that is my theme...
Igor Medvedev "Shimmering (Large)", 2005
TRANQUIL
In shimmering, silvery splendor
my bride and beloved so slender,
awaits me to come and possess her
and gently, assuredly lead her
from barely felt innuendos
to heaving and throbbing crescendos
til both of us thoroughly spent
exhausted and tranquil we lay.
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