Sunday, May 3, 2009

Say It, Tell It, Feel It, Hear It




When drawing with a group of students in Bryant Park a few days ago, I heard voices. Rhythmic, powerful, pounding and passionate. I followed the voices and found myself compelled to stop, to listen, to absorb, to applaud these beautiful young urban poets.
My drawings hardly do justice to the messages that they were sending through the spring breeze. Alive, exciting, meaningful-it was a real treat.

4 comments:

Anne Watkins said...

Joyous urgent punching - like your drawings - I can hear it!

memi said...

Thanks Anne!
Talking it loud with you today was just great! Now, there is a plan!

Ira Robbins said...

is top one crayon? I love it.

memi said...

Ira, it is woodless pencil, 4b or 6b.
A nice diversion from ink...
Thanks!