Mom’s book, let’s continue
Houston /
I am on a mission /
Not the mission into Space
/
I am on a harder mission /
Longer mission — into Earth
Houston /
When I see this Earth /
I want fireworks and diamonds /
But instead it’s a wake
of ships falling,
Houston /
We are all in this /
We have dreams of Outer Space /
But this mission is the toughest /
Our mission /
Into Earth
I became more of a thinker and a capturer of reality — still poetic reality, still with beautiful things. Even taking my dog for a walk was poetry.
Fern and roses /
Nice lady gives me three avocados /
through the fence /
One ripe, two are not /
she says /
Now Christmas lights /
everywhere /
Ornaments on trees
Pretend - snow /
covering a ceramic /
little house
In the window /
plastic icicles, mirror, /
my Mom
calls from San Fran / -
it’s freezing cold /
down here she says
Not here — I say /
not in L.A.
~ ~ ~
I press a button in the shape of a triangle, pointing to the right. And she’s here. She’s talking to me.
Painter doesn’t have to use a brain. Painter is someone who uses, like, intuition. A painter can paint a disaster and find a logic in the disaster, which is not what the brain would be telling you. And so, is a writer a thinker? I think a writer is… a thinker who is using mostly observation. Is that interesting? I think it is. …
And a painter is more thinking with instinct?
Like intuition. A thinker is using logic. A painter is using intuition. And a writer is using observation. They’re all thinkers, using different tools.
So you think there is less intuition in a writer and more in a painter?
No no, it could be all of it. It could be a little bit of everything.
Do you think your intuitions were mostly right? Or were they wrong? If a painter is a thinker with intuition.
I think it’s a very… abstract terms. It’s very non-defined, completely. Not black and white, that’s why it’s difficult to explain. Very often I had no intuition. I’m struggling for logic. And I’m struggling for intuition. Your intuition is huge. My intuition was – I mean right now my intuition is much better, with years. With time. My intuition gets better. Your intuition was from day one great and I don’t know how you do it. … So, what else is there? For example, a dancer. A dancer is not a thinker —
I think a dancer is an athlete sprinkled with art.
— Mm-hmm! I think a dancer is a great mimic of things. Of living things. Like when a dancer is dancing you see birds, you see animals. To me, you see animals. I think a dancer is, is… I think a dancer is actually celebrating creation. A musician is celebrating logic, because a musician has to have – there is so much math in music, more than in any other area of art. …
Babcia always says she thinks music is the greatest art, the top.
Yes, because I think it just — we have a right and left brain, and with music, music is a perfect balance of right and left brain. You have to be very precise. Mathematically precise and incredibly intuitive.
~ ~ ~
… or visiting my son and his girlfriend in the Marina …
It’s a quiet Christmas Day /
Down in Marina del Rey /
Fog horn is the only sound /
Robes holding angels /
Ready to fly /
on a yacht like this /
I could die /
Josh in his flannel PJ’s. /
But he looks good anyways /
April in black winter coat /
Will never go back to New York /
It’s hard to tell what to wear /
Down in Marina Del Rey /
Don’t think that life is unfair /
Having a chance to be here /
Oh, what a fabulous air
I realized that I was writing about Los Angeles, so I continued: 30 poems within maybe 3 weeks
Silver Dust
Long ago and very far
I was standing
With the star on my forehead
Made of paper
The city of my dreams
Came later
Long ago a box I held in my hand
Said hallo to a silver dust dancing
Today in LA, dreams are like silver glitter
And my heart filled with hope is bursting
Painting and poems by Anna Gajewska.
Conversation from August 10, 2023.