i believe i was aware
of her lines around town
before i took her drawing class
in the basement
of the Cultural Arts Center,
a series of evening classes
with my kid's old pencil pouch
full of soft artist pencils
and charcoal.
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| [photo courtesy of TM] |
but it's possible
my first encounter with Tristin
was as my drawing teacher,
reminding me of how to
SEE
what is there
and what is not.
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| [photo courtesy of TM] |
and, after that,
it was clear
(when i would see lines
put together in just such a way)
that they were Tristin's marks -
on windows,walls, doors -
all around town.
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| [photo courtesy of TM] |
and, eventually,
i attended one of her art shows
in town,
this particular swirl of lines
staying with me.
~ ~ ~
of ocean /
creative chaos /
unfinished /
before the storm /
until later.
nature does not care if you are comfortable
tristin miller / 2016
i bet she'd be happy to sell you some art, too
