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Deep Element by *schwarzer-todt:iconschwarzer-todt:

Categories Traditional Art > Drawings > Surreal

©2008-2009 *schwarzer-todt
:iconschwarzer-todt:

Artist's Comments

This is how I feel about most of my relationships right now.
The words underneath are from a poem by Andrienne Rich:
Diving into the Wreck:
"First having read the book of myths,
and loaded the camera,
and checked the edge of the knife-blade,
I put on
the body-armor of black rubber
the absurd flippers
the grave and awkward mask.
I am having to do this
not like Cousteau with his
assiduous team
aboard the sun-flooded schooner
but here alone.

There is a ladder.
The ladder is always there
hanging innocently
close to the side of the schooner.
We know what it is for,
we who have used it.
Otherwise
it is a piece of maritime floss
some sundry equipment.

I go down.
Rung after rung and still
the oxygen immerses me
the blue light
the clear atoms
of our human air.
I go down.
My flippers cripple me,
I crawl like an insect down the ladder
and there is no one
to tell me when the ocean
will begin.

First the air is blue and then
it is bluer and then green and then
black I am blacking out and yet
my mask is powerful
it pumps my blood with power
the sea is another story
the sea is not a question of power
I have to learn alone
to turn my body without force
in the deep element.

And now: it is easy to forget
what I came for
among so many who have always
lived here
swaying their crenellated fans
between the reefs
and besides
you breathe differently down here.

I came to explore the wreck.
The words are purposes.
The words are maps.
I came to see the damage that was done
and the treasures that prevail.
I stroke the beam of my lamp
slowly along the flank
of something more permanent
than fish or weed

the thing I came for:
the wreck and not the story of the wreck
the thing itself and not the myth
the drowned face always staring
toward the sun
the evidence of damage
worn by salt and away into this threadbare beauty
the ribs of the disaster
curving their assertion
among the tentative haunters.

This is the place.
And I am here, the mermaid whose dark hair
streams black, the merman in his armored body.
We circle silently
about the wreck
we dive into the hold.
I am she: I am he

whose drowned face sleeps with open eyes
whose breasts still bear the stress
whose silver, copper, vermeil cargo lies
obscurely inside barrels
half-wedged and left to rot
we are the half-destroyed instruments
that once held to a course
the water-eaten log
the fouled compass

We are, I am, you are
by cowardice or courage
the one who find our way
back to this scene
carrying a knife, a camera
a book of myths
in which
our names do not appear."

*edit
Now that some time is past; this piece of artwork is largely about being torn between two people who both love you, and trying to find your place between without hurting any one.
It's not about cheating, or leaving one person for another, it's about wading through the muddled darkness of each others' hearts, trying to discover that you are allowed to have of each other; how to trust and how to be trustworthy without lying to your heart.

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:iconpaige-interrupted:
~paige-interrupted Sep 7, 2008, 1:06:54 PM
this is stunning// gorgeous.

--
“happy is he who causes a scandal”
:iconladyrotten:
~LadyRotten Sep 7, 2008, 1:33:02 PM
I think you should illustrate a tarot deck.
I would defiantly buy it, though I already have 3?

--
Lay down in a chrome box with me that's too expensive to die in,
and we'll suck the dew off each other's morning lips like wine tastings.
:iconhermaphroditus:
~Hermaphroditus Sep 7, 2008, 2:21:03 PM
My god, but that's beautiful.

--
"Proverbs for Paranoids, 1: You may never touch the Master, but you can tickle his creatures." - Thomas Pynchon, Gravity's Rainbow
:iconsofieloafy:
~SofieLoafy Sep 7, 2008, 3:20:53 PM
Once upon a time, I am so in love with you. Also I really enjoy the gradients that you've been using!
:iconkahl:
Mood: Adoration =kahl Sep 7, 2008, 6:03:46 PM
Your use of the imagery from the poem is wonderful. It is stark and rich and sensual. The classical element of the art nouveau style is deepened and darkened here and I find it haunting.

Excellent work. :heart:

--
'Yet from those flames
No light, but rather darkness visible.'

~John Milton; Paradise Lost. Book i. Line 62~

...just an earth-bound misfit, i
:iconed-autumn:
~Ed-Autumn Sep 7, 2008, 8:32:02 PM
I love the classic asian-esque frame and how the hair shifts into red from black, plus the way it fuses like oil or slime into the octos :)

Oh and that is one of my favorite poems so that adds to the whole thing ;)

--

:pumpkin: Ed Autumn :pumpkin:
-Lady Bedlam-
:iconrolling-thunder:
~rolling-thunder Sep 8, 2008, 3:34:19 AM
THAT IS AN INCREDIBLE PIECE...Wow

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BRIX
:icongigiebear:
~gigiebear Sep 8, 2008, 5:38:18 AM
this is just, wow.
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