There it sits
The golden frame
Setting the painting
O’er fireplace hangs
Stormy seas bringing
A ship on the green
Waves swelling, telling
High venture at sea
Oil captured, artist dreaming
Come, move in closer now to see
What is happening
In that moment
Stormy day atop the wave
Rocking, rolling, treasure toting
Tell me, ship, you coming, going
Got time for a visit pay
Better, navigate my wall untamed
In the artist’s gilded frame
Sometimes I like to imagine that something I have created on canvas is real. I have painted many ocean and beach scenes but this is my first attempt at a sailing vessel. I have the painting sitting on the floor trying to figure out a grouping with some other paintings. It’s actually an acrylic painting though it worked better in the poem to have it be an oil. And I have no fireplace, but I am considering building myself a faux fireplace with candles just so that I can hang it above the mantel.
My good friend Caroline Dechert so sweetly framed it in that beautiful frame and put it in a local art show for me during a time when it was difficult to get out and do things due to caregiving.
That frame is as fancy as friendship. Caroline called me and checked up on me and came to my house to paint with me. She has been one of my biggest art supporters. Friendship is golden.
I think this painting should be named: “Gilded”.