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Wednesday, September 11, 2024

PAINT IT BLUE: The Emotional Force of Norman Carr’s Use of Color BY ARLICE W. DAVENPORT

What I call “pure painting” is a concept that has prevailed in American aesthetics since at least the 1940s. Most prominent among its practitioners are the Abstract Expressionists Mark Rothko, Jackson Pollock, and Robert Motherwell. Their work, in all its high-intensity variety, displays the purity of modern painting: its exclusive reliance on the elements of form, line, and color.

What at first may seem to be a reduction in painting – no longer depicting natural or familiar objects, and thereby restricting the viewer’s visual field – is in fact an expansion. Abstract or nonobjective painting is about something more than merely representing the world of the senses on canvas or paper. It has become self-conscious, making itself the focus of its “representation.” By that, I mean that the Abstract Expressionists shaped this new, elemental style of painting into a tour de force of innovation, passion, and extraordinary use of color.

Norman Carr, an award-winning nonobjective painter from Wichita, Kansas, is an expert in each of these fields; indeed, his abstract oeuvre has lifted them to an almost transcendent level. Much more could be said about his hard-edged geometric forms or the precision of his lines. But I am interested in the emotional impact of his colors, in which he follows the lead of his ghostly mentor, the late Wassily Kandinsky.

I hit upon the controlling idea of this essay after admiring one of Carr’s recent paintings, Shape Symposium No. 5 (2022), which graces the front cover of my fourth full-length book of poems, In Search of the Sublime (Meadowlark Poetry Press, 2023). At first, I faced a well-worn conundrum: how to assess the ongoing impact of a nonobjective painting, after the shock of the new has worn off. The answer, it turns out, is clear and simple in Carr’s case: The emotional power of color fuels the strength of his works.

Now, emotion can easily be deemed the only lasting value of all the arts, especially music. Rooted in inwardness, our experience of great music transmutes sounds into a distinct perception of time, which flows from the progression of musical notes and the composer’s signature movements. But one pioneering abstract painter discovered that music does much more. For Kandinsky, the Russian maestro of nonobjective painting in the early to mid-20th century, music also expresses colors in all their visual intensity.

Hearing Music and Seeing Colors

The most famous incident of this type of “mystical” effect of music on its listeners happened the night Kandinsky attended a concert of Wagner’s Lohengrin at Moscow’s Bolshoi Theatre. Not only was the music forceful, as expected, but it caused Kandinsky to see the color of each note in this new work.

Biographers, art critics, and aficionados of painting continue to debate whether Kandinsky’s identification of music and colors was caused by synesthesia, a neurological condition in which one sense, in this case, hearing, stimulates another, sight. Synesthesia certainly is the most direct and obvious diagnosis of what occurred to Kandinsky that night. But for me, that “spell” is better understood as an intuition of the underlying unity of all artistic expression. Musical notes can also be colors because both elements share the same emotional foundation.

I have undertaken this lengthy diversion to make a singular point: Norman Carr’s oeuvre of nonobjective paintings displays an identical passion to Kandinsky’s synesthesia: the perception of a unifying, emotional bond that joins disparate aesthetic elements. In this framework, music and painting become one because they share the same telos: to leave a lasting emotional impression on the listener or viewer.

How does this follow? If we admit that emotion is the final value of nonobjective painting, then we must also recognize that emotion – like all perceptions – is never objective, but intrinsically subjective. The viewer must inwardly appropriate her visual experience: Whatever is seen must first be intended by the viewer, then interpreted by her.

The Primacy of Spirit Over Matter

Here is the epistemological foundation of modern painting that Kandinsky intuited, and Carr builds on: No quality of a painting exists independently or objectively. It must be affirmed subjectively, finding its place in the perceptual field of the viewer. Why? Because the immateriality of human experience requires it. This immateriality – as the philosopher George Lowell Tollefson demonstrates in his recent book The Immaterial Structure of Human Experience (Palo Flechado Press, 2019) – manifests the primacy of spirit over matter, not only in our knowledge of the world and each other, but also in our perception of truth, beauty, and goodness.

That said, let us turn to a closer analysis of Shape Symposium No. 5. We can immediately see the dominance of yellow in the top portion of this large detail of the painting. And with even greater intensity, we perceive the cluster of blue forms, varied in their hues, in the lower section. Though these “pieces” of blue are not all connected, they collectively beam brightly, creating an anchor in a sea of intriguing shapes and other, darker, more earthy colors. Once we have surveyed their range, we can immediately perceive them as one extended image whose cumulative revelation of blue stands in opposition to the yellows above. What began as formally complementary colors on the artist’s color wheel becomes antagonistic: Each swath of yellow and blue vies for dominance in the viewer’s vision.

To help decipher the emotional force of these colors, we will turn to Kandinsky’s assessment of each. His thoughts will deepen our experience of the colors and provide a continuum from Kandinsky to nonobjective painting in the 21st century, which Carr so successfully draws on.

For Kandinsky, yellow and blue are the quintessential warm and cool colors, primed to produce “spiritual vibrations” in the viewer. (All color definitions that follow are presented in an online essay by Ekaterina Smirnova titled “Basic Color Theory by Kandinsky.”)

Yellow is variously “warm, cheeky and exciting, disturbing for people,” and associated with “attack and madness.” Blue, on the other hand, is “peaceful, supernatural, deep, the typical heavenly color. The lighter it is, the more calming it is. When in the end it becomes white, it reaches absolute calmness.”

If we turn to the lower portion of Shape Symposium No. 5, we cannot miss the eccentric contours of a large container of black. We saw that for Kandinsky, yellow was ambiguous: cheeky and exciting and simultaneously reflective of madness. Black follows suit: It is “extinguished, immovable. Not without possibility . . . like an eternal silence, without future and hope. While the white expresses joy and spotless cleanliness, the black is the color of great grief.”

Color Is the Chief Element in Nonobjective Painting

Kandinsky’s emphasis here is on color as a conveyer or container of strong emotion. Not only does color set the mood of a painting, but it communes with the artist’s and viewer’s spirits to generate “the meaning” of the work. What we learn from this is that the emotion expressed by color is the chief, longest-lasting element in the aesthetic experience of the viewer.

Nevertheless, in many nonobjective paintings, the emotional impact of color is often sensed only subconsciously. We “feel” the colors’ expressing one duality after another: intensity or serenity, anger or love, action or introspection. So how does the subconscious rise to the level of the conscious? By approaching a painting, I suggest, in the way an audience experienced a classic Greek drama – particularly how spectators of tragedies viewed what happened on stage.

In his Poetics, Aristotle wrote of the catharsis that theater-goers experience while watching a tragedy: through intense feelings of pity and fear. I think much the same happens with Carr’s painting. His foundational use of color in Shape Symposium No. 5 is not tragic, per se, but it does create a tension between yellow and blue (what he calls “The Gospel of Tension”) – and is paired with the enigmatic presence of black, which threatens to swallow all in its path.

Although we may not at first articulate our experience of this painting in precisely these terms, the outlook becomes clearer – and more of a release – once Carr achieves a harmony between the agonist colors. This feeling of emotional balance, of a light, cool release from dread, turns our attention to the values in the yellows spread throughout, creating a more dominant cast to the top of the painting, and softening the conflict in the bottom half. Once this type of reconciliation is set in motion, blue moves closer to becoming an oasis of calm and retreat.

The Dialectic of Tension and Release

Even a casual observer notices how Carr’s use of color guides the viewer’s gaze and creates focal points in his nonobjective paintings. The process of layering also helps him create depth, complexity, and movement. Carr adds to this litany of effects with his individual dialectic of tension and release, issuing in a soothing harmony that draws the viewer further into the painting. What I feel as I survey the pairings of warm and cool, light and dark, depth and surface, transports me beyond the strictly visual into a realm of vitality, discovery, solitude, and hope.

And I leave my viewing of Norman Carr’s masterful painting as the audience left the Greek theater: feeling cleansed and uplifted, with a deeper understanding of the ways of gods and men. Indeed, I leave having had the purest aesthetic pleasure from an expert of the latest manifestation of pure painting.

Arlice W. Davenport is the author of four full-length books of poetry and two chapbooks. All books have been published by Meadowlark Press or Meadowlark Poetry Press in Emporia, Kansas. His academic background includes degrees in philosophy, literature, and religious studies, along with a concentration of work in art history. He and Norman Carr have been friends for more than 40 years, traveling internationally, along with Davenport’s wife, Laura. He lives in Wichita, Kansas. Learn more about his books at and http://www.poetsatwork.net.

Friday, August 30, 2024

Daniel Boone Public Library Interview with Marilyn Hope Lake

Great interview with Marilyn Hope Lake, author of Our Mothers' Ghosts, available from Meadowlark Press.

Marilyn Hope Lake, Ph.D., is a Columbia, MO author whose latest book is “Our Mothers’ Ghosts and Other Stories.” The book is a collection of 13 connected short stories that reveal the shared hopes and dreams, struggles and successes of women in one midwestern family throughout the 20th century. Lake is a former Mizzou faculty member in English and Business who has won many awards for her writing over the years. 

Read Interview with the Daniel Boone Public Library in Columbia Missouri.





Sunday, August 18, 2024

Enter the Goodreads Giveaway for The Last Rancher by August 25!

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Sunday, August 11, 2024

THE SELF AND THE WORLD: Norman Carr’s Haven of Nonobjective Painting BY ARLICE W. DAVENPORT


Blindingly bright lights. Strange creatures wearing head gear and masks. High-decibel voices barking out commands, enforcing procedures, laying down rules. Behind, a mother cries, weeping in exhaustion, or calling out, “Where is my baby? I must see my baby!”

And so we are born. Once out of the womb, we undergo the primal encounter that sets in motion our initial glimmer of self-awareness: not with a sterile hospital room, but with our nascent self’s confronting the world, to which it will remain forever bound.

The decisive component in this encounter is the self, of course, yet to be fully formed, yet to be focused, but already tucked away in a hermitage of inwardness. There, we reside. There, we huddle against the noise and pain and cacophony of voices that serenade our path to the future. In hiding, we remain untouchable, free to flourish and thrive.

This circuitous line of reasoning has dominated my musings since my great friend and award-winning nonobjective painter, Norman Carr, created dynamic covers for two of my most recent books of poems,
Kind of Blue and In Search of the Sublime. The link between poetry and painting is well established, wrapped in the term “ekphrasis,” what I call the poem’s attempt to recreate the essence of a painting in words. It is a risky business, because abstraction, non-representation jettisons our reliance on natural or familiar objects, instead using only color, line, and form to “write” its message of the self’s rising toward a spiritual beauty.

For decades, I have been an aficionado of the titans of American painting: the abstract expressionists of the 1940s and ’50s, who raised the United States to a position of artistic pre-eminence that usurped Paris’ reign as the grand training ground of serious artists. What these abstract painters – Rothko, Pollock, Motherwell, and others – did was to herald the importance of the hermetic self, at home in the heart of nonobjective art, art that no longer strives to represent objects of perception but plumbs the depths of inwardness.

Carr, in following these great trailblazers, has refined their visual tropes by rooting his hard-edged, brightly colored, and visually complex paintings in the interiority of the artist’s and viewer’s protected selves. Here, geometry replaces nature as inspiration and instrumentation of replicating what Carr encounters with the blank canvas, or paper, or rough-shod wooden panel. His is far from the naive style of self-assertion, of defining a practical way to guide his art. No, what is expressed in his paintings is a vision of the haven of the modern self. And that haven lies at the core of his nonobjective pursuits.

I make this claim primarily because I resonate inwardly with the visual waves emanating from Carr’s paintings. Take his symphony of blues in the work that adorns the cover of my third book, Kind of Blue. With this painting, titled Midnight Melody, Carr establishes a visual pattern of light in a field of deep, dark blue, replicated like DNA in a genome. This paradigm sets a tone of regularity, but also of subtle differences, a type of soft mutation that points to the possibility of the birth of new signs in a saturated field of blue hues, forever fixed and solid, but perennially open to the possibility of new birth, of a genuinely original manifestation of color, line, and form. To call this technique cellular is to embellish the primal regularity of Carr’s forms, a raw repetition of the building blocks of his expression: the elements of form as content, content as form.

This chain reaction of blues on blue not only illuminates the words of my poems  an homage to the 1959 jazz masterpiece by trumpeter Miles Davis  but spawns newer angles of approach to Carr’s field of color and light. What I find is blue modulating blue, drawing out the depths of cyan, dappling it with azure and white, and raising the expectation of meaning to contemplative heights. Midnight Melody bears repeated encounters, the regular calling forth of the spontaneous and new through the sheer force of replication and repetition.

In this dramatic push forward to a new revelation of color, line, and form, of like birthing like, all three are unified in Carr’s intent to map the self’s safe hiding place, energized by its interactions, blossoming in its reproduction, growing from its generative seeds.

Although I may claim this painting as “mine” because of its intent as a type of reverse ekphrasis, bringing the essence of my poems to painterly light, I know it belongs only to the next viewer, who out of his or her own subjectivity, fashions a meaning both personal and universal. Here looms a painting of and for the human self, safe in its haven, protected from the elements, but still vulnerable to the passions of color, line, and form, combining and recombining as errant cells bouncing off fluid walls that separate them from the world and the forces of pressure and change, the slings and arrows of sui generis misfortune. In other words, of the great blooming, buzzing world that American philosopher William James christened for us at the start of the last century. We can abide in this encounter with the world, born so beautifully in Norman Carr’s nonobjective art, rising to the realm of spirit on the wings of his passionate symphony of painting.



Arlice W. Davenport is the author of four full-length books of poetry and two chapbooks. All books have been published by Meadowlark Press or Meadowlark Poetry Press in Emporia, Kansas. His academic background includes degrees in philosophy, literature, and religious studies, along with a concentration of work in art history. He and Norman Carr have been friends for more than 40 years, traveling internationally, along with Davenport’s wife, Laura. He lives in Wichita, Kansas. Learn more about his books at and http://www.poetsatwork.net.

Tuesday, July 16, 2024

Debut Children’s Book by Poet Boyd Bauman

The Heights of Love

June 2024

ISBN: 978-1-986578-54-6

Retail: $16.99


 FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE

EMPORIA, KANSAS: Meadowlark Press is pleased to announce the newest children’s title on the Meadowlark bookshelf. The Heights of Love, a poem by Boyd Bauman, illustrated by Onalee Nicklin is about the lengths a father will go to for a daughter. A little girl’s request for a bunkbed, so that her daddy doesn’t have to lean down so far to kiss her goodnight, leads to lofty dreams. When “she longed for a bunk bed tall enough she could nest in that tree,” her father’s love compels him to comply. Soon, the girl is sleeping among the clouds and stars. But is she satisfied? The 32-page illustrated book is a great bedtime story for daddies and dreamers.

Bauman grew up on a small ranch south of Bern, Kansas, his dad the storyteller and his mom the family scribe. He has published two books of poetry: Cleave and Scheherazade Plays the Chestnut Tree Café. After stints in New York, Colorado, Alaska, Japan, and Vietnam, Boyd now is a librarian and writer in Kansas City, inspired by his three lovely muses.

The book is illustrated by Onalee Nicklin, best known for her fantasy or “storybook” pencil drawings. The illustrations were done with graphite pencils and colored pencils. Onalee lives in a small cottage on a farm near Emporia, Kansas, with her husband, her cat, and numerous species of wildlife. She is the illustrator of the Kansas Notable Book (2022), Ava: A Year of Adventure in the Life of an American Avocet, story by Mandy Kern, and the author/illustrator of To Hide a Hazelnut.

The Heights of Love is available through www.meadowlarkbookstore.com and wherever readers buy books. Meadowlark encourages readers to support their nearest independent bookseller by purchasing this and all books locally.

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Tuesday, June 18, 2024

2024 Kansas Notable Books

We are delighted to announce that a Meadowlark poetry book has been named a 2024 Kansas Notable Book. 



The State Library of Kansas is proud to announce the 2024 Kansas Notable Books list. This year’s list of Kansas Notable Books continues the tradition of celebrating the rich stories and vibrant spirit of the state.

“The 2024 Kansas Notable Books list recognizes 15 books written by Kansans or about Kansas,” said Ray Walling, State Librarian. “ From historical figures like abolitionist James Montgomery, to the remarkably resilient residents of Udall, to people reflecting on grief and personal struggles through poetry, the authors introduce readers to a variety of Kansans. The selections also take readers on a geology field trip across the state, to Kansas City's Montgall Avenue, into a classroom as seen through the eyes of a child on the autism spectrum, inside a murder mystery, and beyond to other worlds. With something for everyone, I hope all Kansans will visit their local public library to check out these wonderful titles.”
Authors will be recognized and awarded medals by the State Librarian at the Kansas Book Festival Author Reception on September 27 at Washburn University. For more information on the event, visit kansasbookfestival.com.



Even though he was often vastly outnumbered by enemies on the outside and by demons on the inside, Antonio Sanchez-Day took on life. He fought against racism as a boy, fought against family troubles, and fought as a street soldier for his gang which was the “family” he’d always wanted. Then he had to fight simply to survive 13 years of incarceration. Inside the walls, Antonio found his main weapon, his pen. He wrote brilliantly, and with pen in hand, he turned his life around. The 123 pages of new, unpublished poetry in this book was put together by Antonio’s friend and mentor, Brian Daldorph, to “cement [his] legacy” (Antonio’s words).

Antonio died in March 2021, aged 44.

PRAISE

Sometimes I am lucky enough to encounter a poet who uses poetry as it should be—to reach within and challenge the demons, worship Mother Earth, scale back the lies and strip one of all deception and holler out the truth in beautiful verse in the way birds and oceans and trees speak themselves, reveal their true selves every minute of every day, and that’s what is so powerful in these poems, a sense that language is being used in a way that break shackles, honors beauty, endures sorrow, and keeps climbing, keeps digging, keeps in the hand what is meaningful and scared—he does this in this book. Antonio Sanchez-Day is one of those rare poets who makes language and song and poetry his magic, his brew to drink each morning before stepping into the world of feelings, visions, regret, vulnerability—no poet i have read delivers such clarity and honesty as does Mr. Sanchez-Day, he reckons and muses and renders his poetry to the readers with such beautiful candor and connection, making community that invites us in to embrace and honor him. You must read this book, give it as a gift to loved ones, recommend it to teachers, put it on reading lists, order it for your classes. It aligns poetry where it should be, front and center in the heart and mind, to awaken in us the reason why we live. An extraordinary talent!

Jimmy Santiago Baca: American poet, American Book Award winner, author of many books including Healing Earthquakes, A Place to Stand, Working in the Dark: Reflections of a Poet of the Barrio


Friday, May 24, 2024

The Next Great Read from Meadowlark Press - Shipping June 2024

 

Dodge City, Kansas, has found its bard. His name is Robert Rebein, and his debut novel, The Last Rancher, showcases an assured new voice of the contemporary American West. Prepare to be lassoed in an unforgettable and utterly satisfying family saga.


—Will Allison, What You Have Left and A Long Drive Home

The Last Rancher book cover, man on horse, cattle, stormy sky

Leroy Wagner has given his heart and soul to the Bar W Ranch. He knows no other way. His wife, Caroline, born in the city, struggles with the loneliness of marriage to a man committed first to his land. When tragedy robs them of their first-born, the handsome and talented Wade, it’s all either can do to face the world.


Their second-born, Michael, attempts to fill his brother’s shoes, and their only daughter, Annie, searches for a way to reconcile her love for the Bar W with her feeling that she must flee it if she is to survive. Finally, there’s Jimmy, the Wagners’ unplanned replacement child, born too late into a world of broken hearts.


When a near-fatal accident befalls Leroy, the Wagner children must return to the Bar W to save the ranch and what remains of their family ties. Secrets are unearthed. Truths are told. Consequences are faced.


Giving voice to the contemporary American West, The Last Rancher  follows one family’s quest to survive on the demanding and starkly beautiful high plains of Kansas. Doing so will require them to come together as never before to acknowledge the challenges of the present and the long and lingering shadows of the past.

In The Last Rancher, Robert Rebein’s characters are so real that I would swear I know them. He seamlessly weaves together past and present to cover decades of a Kansas family broken by tragedy. I was hooked from the first page to the last.


—Cheryl Unruh, Gravedigger’s Daughter: Vignettes from a Small Kansas Town and Flyover People: Life on the Ground in a Rectangular State

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About the Author: Robert Rebein

Robert Rebein grew up in Dodge City, Kansas, where his family has farmed and ranched since the late 1920s. A graduate of the University of Kansas and Washington University in St. Louis, as well as Exeter University in England, Rebein teaches fiction and creative nonfiction writing at Indiana University Indianapolis. He is the author of Dragging Wyatt Earp: A Personal History of Dodge City, and Headlights on the Prairie: Essays on Home.

Love and horses, whiskey and weed, land and money: The Last Rancher has it all. Robert Rebein has written a big-hearted literary page-turner to rival the family sagas of Richard Russo, Richard Ford, and John Irving.


—Kyle Minor, Praying Drunk

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