Yesterday we went to The Hepworth Gallery in Wakefield. Spending time looking at paintings by David Hockney and Alan Davie inspired me to write the following poem written from the point of view of the painting itself...
Hanging patiently revelling in my gloriousness
Waiting for glances offered in my direction
I exist to amuse, to confuse, to spark conversation
To extract opinion from those who know
To entice a reaction from those who don’t
There are those who pass with a cursory glance
There are those who stand engrossed in a trance
I speak in silence about sexuality about humanity
About insanity, immortality, immorality and brutality
I speak volumes about my creator
Transmitting their emotions with every brushstroke
With every choice of colour palette
With far reaching composition and texture.
Exposing their inner most thoughts, beliefs and ideas to live forever on canvass.