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Gari Hatch
An artist and poet.
An artist and poet.
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Graphite and color pencil drawing journal entries for the week of March 20th – March 24th, 2017: (a composite view) / Gari Hatch

I feel an inward threading of the line—moving through me and out upon the paper—the colors always follow not far behind to the rhythm and the tempo …

“Industrial chrysalis reworking form—a scaffold shell that holds its on. A modern buoyancy bowed in gray—color cradled in the lines that stray. I am a cantilever that bears the frame—I am the axiom of angle leaving the tame.” ~ 03-22-2017

“Landing lights mark the hover form—alien transmissions in shapes born. What of relay, the signal code—does it travel the linear load? Tower chambers like fins divide—navigating to the other side. Intonations in the sectors rise—hidden travelers becoming wise.” ~ 03-23-2017

“First, the scalloped need for gray—then a flair into the sway. A modulation to the rhythm—a coax of urge in division. A fling of line that thrives in jazz—a casting cool that finds pizzazz.” ~ 03-24-2017

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Painting and Poetry Journal Entry 03-24-2017:

Graphite and Color Pencil Sketch:

First, the scalloped need
for
gray—

then a flair
into
the sway.

A modulation
to
the rhythm—

a coax of urge
in
division.

A fling of line
that
thrives in jazz—

a casting cool
that
finds pizzazz.

Gari Hatch

#art #artist #drawings #sketches #worksonpaper #artjournal #poetry
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Painting and Poetry Journal Entry 03-23-2017:

Graphite and Color Pencil Sketch:

Landing lights
mark
the hover form—

alien transmissions
in
shapes born.

What of relay,
the
signal code—

does it travel
the
linear load?

Tower chambers
like
fins divide—

navigating
to
the other side.

Intonations
in
the sectors rise—

hidden travelers
becoming
wise.

Gari Hatch

#art #artist #drawings #sketches #worksonpaper #artjournal #poetry
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Painting and Poetry Journal Entry 03-22-2017:

Graphite and Color Pencil Sketch:

Industrial chrysalis
reworking
form—

a scaffold shell
that
holds its on.

A modern buoyancy
bowed
in gray—

color cradled
in
the lines that stray.

I am a cantilever
that
bears the frame—

I am the axiom of angle
leaving
the tame.

Gari Hatch

#art #artist #drawings #sketches #worksonpaper #artjournal #poetry
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Graphite and color pencil drawing journal entries for the week of March 13th – March 17th, 2017: (a composite view) / Gari Hatch

It has been a week of celebrating the dominant color of green—for growth, renewal and spring—leading up to St. Patrick’s Day. Peace to your days always …

“What of growth conceived in green—finds it blooms in a garden deemed? What of lapped and folding lines—harbors colors in the sun’s sweet sign? A pageantry that moves to spring—and a hint of blue from nature’s sling.” ~ 03-15-2017

“A thousand reasons beckon me—to be the feather in the breeze. I find my quill above a stage—waving at the shapes that phase. In my need of an inward lean—I find the pull of paling green. From the amber teepees by the bluing port—I find no cause for last resort.” ~ 03-16-2017

“Flying hopes console the day—where jutting shapes make their way. A saint’s green clothes the cliff—the cathedral’s outcrop above the rift. Old memories to modern form—organic joy under the transom born. The outliers keep the gate—where golden light throws its spate.” ~ 03-17-2017

#art #artist #drawings #sketches #worksonpaper #artjournals
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Painting and Poetry Journal Entry 03-17-2017:

Graphite and Color Pencil Sketch:

Flying hopes
console
the day—

where jutting shapes
make
their way.

A saint’s green
clothes
the cliff—

the cathedral’s outcrop
above
the rift.

Old memories
to
modern form—

organic joy
under
the transom born.

The outliers
keep
the gate—

where golden light
throws
its spate.

Gari Hatch

#art #artist #drawings #sketches #worksonpaper #artjournal #poetry
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Painting and Poetry Handwritten Journal Entry 03-16-2017:

Graphite and Color Pencil Sketch:

A thousand reasons
beckon
me—

to be the feather
in
the breeze.

I find my quill
above
a stage—

waving
at
the shapes that phase.

In my need
of
an inward lean—

I find the pull
of
paling green.

From the amber teepees
by
the bluing port—

I find no cause
for
last resort.

Gari Hatch

#art #artist #drawings #sketches #worksonpaper #artjournal #poetry
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Painting and Poetry Journal Entry 03-15-2017:

Graphite and Color Pencil Sketch:

What of growth
conceived
in
green—

finds it blooms
in
a garden deemed?

What of lapped
and
folding lines—

harbors colors
in
the
sun’s sweet sign?

A pageantry
that
moves to spring—

and
a hint of blue
from
nature’s sling.

Gari Hatch

#art #artist #drawings #sketches #worksonpaper #artjournal #poetry
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Graphite and color pencil drawing journal entries for the week of March 6th – March 10th, 2017: (a composite view) / Gari Hatch

Each week, I follow the inward prompting line of the unknown—it is good to follow …

“In the machine of all these shapes—light to color takes its place. Signals, movements, along the frame—a new wave inhabits the tame. Lend a beam to the outer sphere—where art becomes the pioneer.” ~ 03-08-2017

“In the clasp of blue, a magic burrows—in the muscled wrap, a beauty furrows. From the crease of the fractured line—shape’s memory finds a sign. Old sinews, these tendon strands—a moving of the tattoo clan. All the cravings on the lashes—prompting color in the passions.” ~ 03-09-2017

“A thousand leagues, find me there—sailing on the open air. Throw these lines starboard to port—navigate to the pale escort. All the lift into the drift—tranquil passage in the sift.” ~ 3-10-2017

#art #artist #drawings #sketches #worksonpaper #artjournals
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Painting and Poetry Handwritten Journal Entry 03-10-2017:

Graphite and Color Pencil Sketch:

A thousand leagues,
find
me there—

sailing
on
the open air.

Throw
these lines
starboard to port—

navigate
to
the pale escort.

All the lift
into
the drift—

tranquil passage
in
the sift.

Gari Hatch

#art #artist #drawings #sketches #worksonpaper #artjournal #poetry
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