Cuahtemóc
Mountains envelope Plautdietsch banking billboards
carved against the desert backdrop of northern Mexico.
Ice white Mennonite blondes serve pizza– rich cheese
and ranch palaces dominate a land of bare branch winter apple trees
where Tarahumaras beg at traffic lights, cloaked in worn tradition
primary colours against gravel…
Ancke, or Marike, was not the girl I had imagined,
the waitress, forbidden to talk to men [my uncle said]
except to take orders, her Spanish rough and accented
rounded and sliced in ways different to mine.
Her words an efficiency, a stubbornness of five generations
a colony, a desert island on this highway leaving
Cuauhtémoc enveloped in faraway lyrics - in Europe
in America - in the like me – not from here, but home.
JACK LITTLE
Kelly Boyle
As an artist I am free to create my own life force. Crafting spontaneous
drawings using ballpoint pens, they capture the essence of the moment
in its truest form. I draw in all situations but happiest when at gigs, generally in a meditative state, each pen stroke produced in time with the
beat.
The eyes are the soul of my work; they give it life, enabling me to passionately connect with each piece. The emotion of the faces represents
my emotion at the time they’re created.
I believe that everything we see, feel or have around is balanced by
contrast. There are multiple contrasting factors in my work, whether it is
colours, patterns or shapes. My basic artistic concept is always to
achieve balance over perfection.
For more information see her website
http://www.kellyboyle.co.uk/