Showing posts with label Pierre-Auguste Renoir. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pierre-Auguste Renoir. Show all posts

Sunday, February 17, 2013

Encounters of Expression...



...encounters of expression...

At one time the word 'art' referred to 'being.' As it may have been asked, "Who art thou?" (archaic 2nd person singular present of be). I see each life as a palette of possibilities, of potentialities, of pas
sion, of power, to be held in awe, in reverence, in celebration, in fulfillment. The artist holds true to these expressions, and so brings these ever present quests to each artful encounter, be it painting, poetry, sculpture, architecture, literature, dance, drama, theater... staging, exhibiting, sharing, purpose fulfilled. With each experience, each perception, our senses engaged, our feeling and knowing defined, our spirit touched. Rose Marie Raccioppi

"The work of art must seize upon you, wrap you up in itself and carry you away. It is the means by which the artist conveys his passion. It is the current which he puts forth, which sweeps you along in his passion. The pain passes, the beauty remains." Pierre-Auguste Renoir



Beyond, APOGEE Vibrational Art, © Rose Marie Raccioppi, http://www.thesoundinglight.blogspot.com/


Thursday, October 13, 2011

October Mood...


the richness of the dark earth
the yet warming golden beams of light
the amber waves of Autumn's call
bounty and beauty in tone and hue
this be an October mood.


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York



October Mood, Image ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2011.

Tonight I felt the warmth, the darker and longer night, the earth and the glory of light in each leaf now gold... and so the October Mood from this palette of Nature's grace... the palette of my imagination holds colors, movement, strokes of passion, intention, and so a SELF be known...


"The work of art must seize upon you, wrap you up in itself and carry you away. It is the means by which the artist conveys his passion. It is the current which he puts forth, which sweeps you along in his passion. The pain passes, the beauty remains." Pierre-Auguste Renoir