at Sky Lake Retreat Center in Rosendale, New York.
The inspiration for this came from a image on a Japanese scroll
showing poets sitting by a stream, writing haiku and sipping wine.
Here in upstate New York, on a late summer afternoon,
we offered a spontaneous haiku / brush / flute event in celebration of water . . .
People began to arrive, gathering around the gazebo at the edge of the lake.
Brushes and paper banners were ready -
The music began - the sound of the flute traveling across the water.
The first poem was spoken . . .
Crickets tuning again
and again
notes of a flute hover
over summer's drone.
over summer's drone.
Bobbi Katz
The first banner was created, lifted up,
and hung on a bamboo pole.
A song was sung - more poems were spoken -
banners were touched with ink and carried forth.
Some kind of dream was unfolding
with voice and note and stroke intermingling in the moment . . .
A step ladder waits
beside the empty banner pole -
the mind slowly climbs.
Will Nixon
Tropicana orange juice
taught me faith.
Sparrow
I think the flutes
sound like water.
What do the birds think ?
Violet Snow
The sound of one flute playing
Is not the sound of one hand clapping
Simple is hard.
Harriet Hyams
A promenade of banners began to appear and was viewed . . .
in response to the words, the music, the space.
Barbara Bash
Nancy Ostrovsky
Philip Ellis Foster
Barbara Bash
Nancy Ostrovsky
Philip Ellis Foster
Phyllis Segura
Barbara Bash / Nancy Ostrovsky / Philip Ellis Foster
At the end the artists all came up -
From left to right - Youko Yamamoto (delicious Japanese food) Steve Gorn (music)
Nancy Ostrovsky (visuals) Harvey Kaiser (music) Sparrow (spoken word)
Bobbi Katz (spoken word) Harriet Hyams (spoken word) Barbara Bash (visuals)
Nancy Ostrovsky (visuals) Harvey Kaiser (music) Sparrow (spoken word)
Bobbi Katz (spoken word) Harriet Hyams (spoken word) Barbara Bash (visuals)
Robert Morris (spoken word) Philip Ellis Foster (visuals) Rob Sanducci (music)
Violet Snow (spoken word) Ami Madeleine - not pictured (music)
Look what you've done
All you people
Out there
What a night.
Robert Morris
And here I am - happy amongst it all -
getting ready to clean up !