Monday, December 31, 2007

An Artist

[Sunday Scribblings prompted us to write about Now & Then. I started thinking about "then" and never got any farther than that.]

I'm an Artist

My dad retired and took up art.
He studied at college, to allay his fears
that what he'd create would trigger jeers,
but discovered an artist within his heart.
This doctor knew that he was smart
yet thought perhaps advancing years
would inhibit a sudden change of careers,
and make him seem an odd old fart.
Dad found a love in working clay,
and marveled that this simple act
creating art meant he could claim,
"I'm an artist," and others said, "OK."
For years of work, and that’s a fact,
were needed to acquire his "doctor" name.


Linda said...

What a beautiful sonnet! The NOW is that you are an artist, too, and carrying on the tradition of strength and courage to take "the road less traveled."

Happy New Year!

sister AE said...

Thanks, Linda. I suppose you are right. My older sister is the one we all think of as the artist, because her talents include painting and sculpture. And my younger brother is also gifted in the visual arts. I sometimes forget that the music and word-work I do is also art. Thanks.

forgetfulone said...

Wow! That was beautiful. My only art is in words, if what I write could be called art. I look forward to reading more of your blog.

sister AE said...

Thanks, forgetfulone. Glad to have you visit any time.

LittleWing said...

yes, we are all artists...

sister AE said...

Hello, LittleWing. We may all be artists in our own way, but sometimes that art is hard to recognize in ourself.

tumblewords said...

Yes, we are all artists - in each our own way. This is a lovely poem! And a delightful story...

sister AE said...

Thanks, tumblewords. My dad was so amazed at the difference between how long he had to work before he was allowed to call himself a doctor, and the simple act of creating art allowed him to be called an artist.

Of course we all knew he had artistic talents in him before he took up paintbrush and clay.