Music, Poetry and Writing

Thinking about all of the correlations between these three things. Here are some lyrics from a Daniel Johnston song:

Your picture 
Is still 
On my wall 
On my wall 
The colors are bright 
Bright as ever 
The red is strong 
The blue is true 
Some things last a long time 
Some things last a long time 

Your picture 
Is still 
On my wall 
On my wall 
I think 
About you 
Often 
Often 
I can’t forget all the things we did 
Some things last a long time 
Some things last a long time 

It’s funny 
But it’s true 
And it’s true 
But it’s not funny 
Time comes and goes 
All the while 
I still think of you 
Some things last a long time 

Your picture 
Is still 
On my wall 
On my wall 
The colors 
Are bright 
Bright 
As ever 
Things that we did 
All we forget 
Some things last a life time 
Some things last a life time

 
Also this:
 

Listen up and I’ll tell a story

About an artist growing old

Some would try for fame and glory

Others aren’t so bold

 

Everyone, and friends and family

Saying, “Hey! Get a job!”

“Why do you only do that only?

Why are you so odd?

We don’t really like what you do.

We don’t think anyone ever will.

It’s a problem that you have,

And this problem’s made you ill.”

 

Listen up and I’ll tell a story

About an artist growing old

Some would try for fame and glory

Others aren’t so bold

 

The artist walks alone

Someone says behind his back,

“He’s got his gall to call himself that!

He doesn’t even know where he’s at!”

The artist walks among the flowers

Appreciating the sun

He does this all his waking hours

But is it really so wrong?

 

They sit in front of their TV

Saying, “Hey! This is fun!”

And they laugh at the artist

Saying, “He doesn’t know how to have fun.”

The best things in life are truly free

Singing birds and laughing bees

“You’ve got me wrong”, says he.

“The sun don’t shine in your TV”

 

Listen up and I’ll tell a story

About an artist growing old

Some would try for fame and glory

Others aren’t so bold

 

Everyone, and friends and family

Saying, “Hey! Get a job!”

“Why do you only do that only?

Why are you so odd?

We don’t really like what you do.

We don’t think anyone ever will.

It’s a problem that you have,

And this problem’s made you ill.”

 

Listen up and I’ll tell a story

About an artist growing old.

Some would try for fame and glory

Others just like to watch the world.

 

 

Also Daniel Jonhnston lyrics. Then if you look at poetry:

 

Poem by Robert Creeley:

 

A Song

 

I had wanted a quiet testament
and I had wanted, among other things,
a song.
That was to be
of a like monotony.
(A grace
Simply. Very very quiet.
A murmur of some lost
thrush, though I have never seen one.

Which was you then. Sitting
and so, at peace, so very much now this same quiet.

A song.

And of you the sign now, surely, of a gross
perpetuity
(which is not reluctant, or if it is,
it is no longer important.

A song.

Which one sings, if he sings it,
with care. 

 

Another poem by him:

 

Four Days In Vermont

Window’s tree trunk’s predominant face
a single eye-leveled hole where limb’s torn off
another larger contorts to swell growing in around
imploding wound beside a clutch of thin twigs
hold to one two three four five six dry twisted
yellowish brown leaves flat against the other
gray trees in back stick upright then the glimpse
of lighter still grayish sky behind the close
welted solid large trunk with clumps of gray-green
lichen seen in boxed glass squared window back
of two shaded lamps on brown chiffonier between
two beds echo in mirror on far wall of small room. 

 

I’m trying to think of writing and poetry alongside visual elements in the prints that I’m working on. My parents are both writers, and I thought I was one for a while, but it’s just another art form, which I’m hoping I can successfully combine with printed imagery.

 

 

 

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