|Reefka Schneider, Confluencia, Watercolor|
Taos Landscape Qi
February 20 - March 1, 2019
Watercolors by Reefka Schneider
& Poetry by Steven Schneider
Features plein air paintings and
companion poems exploring
the quiet moments in nature where
we find ourselves.
Water Color, Reefka Schneider
“A work of art is like a visual form of prayer.” – Ian Roberts
The way some people say “Qué Taos” makes one feel like it should rhyme with chaos instead of house. For me this beautiful place has provided a refuge of silence and healing. Qi is life energy, the soul of a place. All my “Taos Landscapes Qi” watercolors are painted en plein air. I work to capture and express the Qi, the inner life, the silence and beauty of a moment in Nature. In this way I share with you the healing energies I experience while painting.
These original watercolor paintings provide a unique experience of Taos landscape Qi that you can take home with you -- to share as a gift or treasure for yourself.
Poetry, Steven Schneider
In writing these “Taos Landscape Qi” poems, I found it to be a creative challenge to move from writing about the figurative artwork Reefka did for our earlier projects to her landscape artwork in Taos. Rather than find my way into the poem through human emotion, I explore new paths into the poem through the gesture of an aspen, spruce tree or mountain in the landscape.
My recent trip to China and their tradition of yiging – “the world of meaning through images” – is an aesthetic that informs these poems. In China the tradition of combining poetry with paintings of mountains, trees and rivers dates as far back as the Ming Dynasty (1368 to 1644) scroll paintings that so inspired me at the Shanghai museum. These poems deepen and enhance our appreciation of the art, “add flavour,” much as the Literati paintings known as wenrenhua did in the period of the Ming Dynasty.
Poetry Reading for Southwest Popular /American Culture Conference.
Wed. 2/20,12:30 p.m. in the Whyte Room, Hyatt Hotel
|Reefka Schneider, The Blessing of the Rain, Watercolor|
The Blessing of the Rain
It begins with the darkening of the sky.
Summer afternoons out on the mesa,
The wind picks up.
Whirling dervishes dust devils dance.
Llamas, goats, and burros scurry for shelter.
Then the wind-driven rain
Drenches dust-choked chamiso and sage.
The air dampens and cools.
Now palpable and fresh,
The body feels lighter.
The mind awakens from its torpor.
The rain, the blessing of the monsoon summer rain:
The song of quickening --
So you may see again
The clear light of the high desert
You reach out to and touch.