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Denouement

8/2/2019

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Denouement
"Denouement" mixed media on repurposed wood, 25" x 10" x .75".  Ready to hang .  Available here and at Artfinder.

The climax of a chain of events, when something is decided or made clear - perhaps an ending, and maybe not the one you imagined...something that has you gazing at the moon, studying the heavens and contemplating the mysteries of events - a denouement.

I love the word...denouement...the way it rolls off the tongue, just the right proportion of vowels and consonants,, a lovely smooth french word which, if said emphatically, almost sounds like what I imagine the French for  "damn girl!  really?" would sound like,  which is a totally appropriate response to a surprise ending.

The word was part of my upbringing, but only in the musical sense.  Italicized in classical sheet music, following a crescendo, perhaps, or an adagio. Denouement.   But since the music was practiced again and again until it could be played from memory, there was no real surprise to the ending.

This wistful lady painted herself.  Or at least used my hands to make sure she came into existence.  She chose her dress and the color of her hair.  She told me a super moon was required.  She chose this piece of wood, which is heavy and weathered and speaks of ancient cupboards or wardrobes.  The black circles at the top of the painting are holes in the wood, likely once anchoring knobs or handles or hinges, now black holes of a more cosmic nature.

I am waiting for her to whisper her secrets to me - surely she has the answers I seek?  But in the mean time, I clearly hear her saying "damn girl! really?"  to any and all of us contemplative moon-gazers.
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Dotty Seiter link
8/5/2019 10:23:48 am

love that there is SO much going on behind the still calm exterior. dénouement!

and those black holes!

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jen
8/5/2019 10:25:39 am

Dotty! The holes make me smile! There is something about old wood, its mysterious history and purpose, the stories it has to tell...

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Carolyn
8/5/2019 10:49:01 am

Wow! Beautiful red dress! Like Dotty, those black holes! Are they not so on point? We have so many black holes in our lives and we just have to bide our time to see where we come out on the other side! This months Supermoon, although unseen, really brought some high tides to the coastal area, made it hard to keep the runways for our baby turtles..... sigh

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jen
8/5/2019 11:13:21 am

Carolyn from the east coast! I love thinking of you shepherding those baby turtles under the supermoon...and yes, black holes in our lives - scary, and yet maybe not so much on the other side!

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Carol Edan link
8/8/2019 02:11:59 am

My lady is contemplating! What has gone on and what is to come! She is patient! Maybe the red moon will fill her in! Love that you left some of the integrity of the wood!

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jen
8/8/2019 09:58:22 am

Oooooh Carol! You totally "get" her! And the wood....I adore wood. Old wood, new wood, wood with knots and holes.

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