So long ago
Was it in a dream, was it just a dream?
I know, yes I know
Seemed so very real, it seemed so real to me
Took a walk down the street
Thru the heat whispered trees
I thought I could hear
Somebody call out my name as it started to rain
Two spirits dancing so strange
Dream, dream away
Magic in the air, was magic in the air?
I believe, yes I believe
More I cannot say, what more can I say?
You're still with us, Brother. & Our hearts are with you.
The spirit dance is yet unfolding.
Oct 9, 2010 12:39:14 pmby tennesseecowgirl Homepage »
This is really stunning work, and I love that you did a tribute for him, hard to believe its been that long ago now. Did you notice the tribute google page did for him I thought that was a nice touch, and you can listen to his music.
His music and spirit will I believe continue to touch people for generations to come.
Oct 9, 2010 3:22:24 pmby Tea_Rex Homepage »
My role in society, or any artist's or poet's role, is to try and express what we all feel. Not to tell people how to feel. Not as a preacher, not as a leader, but as a reflection of us all.
Thank you for the warm reception of this work, everyone!
This is an emotional expression and I would have created this portrait whether or not such a place as this existed at which to share it.
Within weeks of John's murder a poster made the rounds in shops around New York; it depicted a simple watercolor landscape of Central Park with the words:
Imagine there's no Lennon.
Thirty years later this is still painfully hard to do.
Today, however, is his birthday .. and birthdays are meant to be happy occasions. I endeavored to remain within a positive state while crafting this work.
It is a rare gift to have within a lifetime a few individuals who ascend to the world stage yet can still touch your heart & soul in a very personal manner.
John Lennon was such an individual and I am grateful to traveled this world in the same era as his own.
There are some words I have offered here once before which convey this emotion:
You don't survive in me
because of memories ...
What does make you present
is the ardent detour
that a slow tenderness
traces in my blood.
I do not need
to see you reappear;
being born sufficed for me
to lose you a little less.
Dave wrote, just above, regarding the Beatles: "I love them all but....John in particular....captured my Imagination."
Having been raised among a few myself, I've always related to the Beatles like brothers.
George was the quiet, lifelong student endeavoring to nudge along our spiritual aspirations.
Ringo, the carefree, uncomplicated lover of life with the jester's sense of humor; the brother who takes us out to the clubs for our first legal drink.
Paul was our mentor, always looking out for us, while pretending not to; the brother who taught us what it meant to love while we were still fumblin' around in the back seat.
When it comes to John, he's the brother who is seldom around, ever questing that yearning undefined, yet he owns our soul with deep devotion for he nourishes its needs.
I am with Dave in saying that it was he who captured my imagination; I have found this to be true for many artists. Perhaps this is due to the outcast nature of the creative mind; John, by his own words was one since childhood. He felt sympathy with earlier outcasts such as Oscar Wilde and Vincent van Gogh; I tried to infer the style of the later into this portrait, which is why Roxy's words gave me a warm smile.
John spoke to our rebel soul and innate sense of injustice about the age we live in. Beyond offering mere celebrity lip service, John set action behind his words. Initially suspicious of the motives of radical groups of the 1960's, John, in time, came to recognize the influence one person, and moreso two with Yoko, can have on a great number of others. It is, I believe, the yearning within us to make a significant contribution, in the time that is given to us, that draws us back and keeps us devoted to John's memory. We want our lives to make a difference in the world; John's did and ours can too.
My interest in Spartacus did not begin with the premiere of the current cable series. Spartacus has been a heroic inspiration to me since childhood. Whatever we each make of that decade from today, the 1960's was, without question, an era of revolutionary societal change and transformation throught the world. At the very outset of the 60's the figure and tale of Spartacus rose up from archetypal memory and took form in cinema through the portrayal of Kirk Douglas. René might add some thoughts about what Spartacus meant in those years, for he, like I, felt a strong affinity to this ancient hero in our early years..
Authentic art, in any medium, finds a welcome audience within a time which belongs to it and to which it belongs. In retrospect it is easy to see why the 60's film version of Spartacus was such a critical & commercial success. The primary character resonated with those times.
I bring us back to Rome just now because I recognize similarities between Spartacus and John Lennon, reflective traits which illuminate why they both matter so much to us as creative individuals. One may have empolyed a Gladius to effect change and the other his music, but they both drew inspiration from the same source and aspired to the same realization:
Power to the People.
I am certain in my heart that they both would smile to see such a such a worldwide collaboration of ideas, inspiration and creativity as is unfolding today in venues like this one. Within both of these Working Class Heroes we can find, as John put it, a "reflection of us all."
"His music and spirit will I believe continue to touch people for generations to come."
May it be!