I thought I'd have to sit this one out. Then I just decided to write. I remembered clinging to my grandmother's leg in the mornings, on the farm, with the farm reports and Paul Harvey on the radio as she squeezed orange juice for breakfast....
Not sure is it is a poem exactly... but it seemed to write itself. I finished it in 10 minutes - hopefully it doesn't read that way! The painting really evokes a response.
Here is a link which explains the original painting. It's from the Depression and the smoke is from slag heaps in PA. Very sad but a beautiful picture. I have no idea where you get them but you always have something spectacular!
A very compelling picture. The woman seems to have developed a stoic acceptance of the hopelessness of her situation, of her environment... Thank you for choosing this picture Tess. Look forward to reading some very good poetry here. Cheers Padmavani
contrasting though it may seem..i wrote about how the woman cries yet feels joyous about the life in her hands.. however difficult the situation be,a new life can definitely set everything in motion..:)
No poem this week but a short remembrance set aflame by your photo. Maybe later this week when the PTSD settles down I can wax poetic.
ReplyDeleteInteresting painting, a story to tell.
ReplyDeleteThis picture reminded me of a long-gone disaster.
ReplyDeleteMotherhood is universal...and eternal. A strangely timeless feel to this picture, I thought...
ReplyDeletedifferent people have different take.
ReplyDeletethoughtful.
I thought she looked tired ...
ReplyDeletepicture looks too creepy to me, will wait for next week :)
ReplyDeleteI thought I'd have to sit this one out. Then I just decided to write. I remembered clinging to my grandmother's leg in the mornings, on the farm, with the farm reports and Paul Harvey on the radio as she squeezed orange juice for breakfast....
ReplyDeleteMy first thought was volcanoes and tea plantations - then I thought again.
ReplyDeleteThis brought me to a sad time in our history, one that I've been reading about lately.
ReplyDeleteApologies for the multiple links!
ReplyDeleteFirst it would not post so I re- tried after sometime. This went on for sometime till it gave two entries of the same post..
Hugs xox
wonderful image!
ReplyDeleteNot sure is it is a poem exactly... but it seemed to write itself. I finished it in 10 minutes - hopefully it doesn't read that way! The painting really evokes a response.
ReplyDeleteStriking picture, Tess. This one was a real tester.
ReplyDeleteMy first MagPie post!
ReplyDeleteImpossibly sad...had to wander a bit off. Vb
ReplyDeleteBeen having difficulty with remaining online long enough to post since last night... finally here is my post.
ReplyDeleteHow appropriate for Mothers Day. Just lovely!
ReplyDeleteEvery picture has its story ... here's one from me.
ReplyDeleteAsh can art inspires an ash can story.
ReplyDeleteThis is an incredible picture. Mine is up.
ReplyDeleteSo much to work with..fabulous painting!
ReplyDeleteI posted a vignette written by my fourth grader. (I explained why :) I think the painting is fascinating. thanks!
ReplyDeleteThat's what I love about this site: never know what you will find.
ReplyDeleteA rugged life-
ReplyDeleteHappy Mother's Day Moms! All Moms are Great! Hope you like my take on the artwork prompt. Is that Coloumbus OHIO? I think so! :)
ReplyDeleteYes, my local Columbus Museum of Art, Columbus, OHIO!
ReplyDeleteWhat an evocative picture, Tess, I thought the mother looked lonely.
ReplyDeleteMy wife and I adopted an Araucanian Indian girl from Chile years ago. This picture brings back memories.
ReplyDeletehttp://www.columbusmuseum.org/collection/detail.php?id=50
ReplyDeleteHere is a link which explains the original painting. It's from the Depression and the smoke is from slag heaps in PA. Very sad but a beautiful picture. I have no idea where you get them but you always have something spectacular!
Thanks for another very evocative illustration.
ReplyDeleteMakin' ends meet?
ReplyDeleteA very compelling picture. The woman seems to have developed a stoic acceptance of the hopelessness of her situation, of her environment...
ReplyDeleteThank you for choosing this picture Tess.
Look forward to reading some very good poetry here.
Cheers
Padmavani
This was a difficult prompt. I have some misgivings about my poem - but it's in. Thanks Tess.
ReplyDeletecontrasting though it may seem..i wrote about how the woman cries yet feels joyous about the life in her hands..
ReplyDeletehowever difficult the situation be,a new life can definitely set everything in motion..:)
I went a wandering to some plantation or other, but it worked well for me. Lovely prompt!
ReplyDeleteI thought of a boarding house and how she left it all behind.
ReplyDeleteTess,
ReplyDeleteMother/child is just plain rich with possibilities and not far away from my mind lately.
A matter of subconscious 'heave'. Always.
Trulyfool
Lots going on here! Thanks Tess!
ReplyDeletebetter late than never.
ReplyDeleteThis prompt reminded me of an old family story.
ReplyDeleteHer face captivated me. Thanks Tess!!
ReplyDeletea piece with mixed feelings.
ReplyDeleteHappy Mother's Day.
Let's see what I can do with this...Happy Mother's Day!
ReplyDeleteHappy mother's day to all the lovely mothers out there! :)
ReplyDeleteMy Magpie is up: http://thegalnxtdoor.wordpress.com/2011/05/07/sunshine-in-my-arms/
Happy Mother's Day Tess and everyone! :-)
ReplyDeleteI really don't know what has happened, but for some reason I cannot see the promt picture anymore. Every week is the same :(
ReplyDeleteLate again, but in time for Mother's Day...and memories. http://writerquake.blogspot.com/2011/05/mag-64-falling-for-mountain.html
ReplyDeleteI have been following you through Cat's blog. Interesting what you are doing.
ReplyDeletehope your cubs were close and that you had a magnificent mother's day!
ReplyDeletehttp://monthofapril2008.blogspot.com/2011/05/still-life-of-activity.html
ReplyDeleteA little late getting here...
A great blog and great prompts; thank you for doing it...