An event every week that begins at 11:00am on Friday, repeating until Friday, June 26, 2020
Ekphrasis is an ages-old practice of reacting to one art form in another. It includes all of the arts such as dance, visual art, music and theater.
The Art/Speaks program of Write On, Door County invites writers to view visual art and react ekphrastically with poems, essays, short stories or plays. Usually, this program takes place at galleries around the county: quarterly at Margaret Lockwood Gallery in Sturgeon Bay; monthly during Edgewood Orchard Galleries’ season in Fish Creek; and periodically at other galleries, such as the Kress Pavilion in Egg Harbor, the Miller Art Museum in Sturgeon Bay, and the UU Fellowship in Ephraim.
Original pieces of art will be posted on Write On’s Facebook page every Friday. Viewers of all ages and invited to write in response to the piece. Ekphrastic writing is a good activity for the whole family! Young children have a natural talent for this type of writing. Each Friday, we will give you three images to choose from, at least one of which is sure to stir the interest and inspire the imagination of the viewer, no matter what age.
You can write a description of the piece; describe how the piece makes you feel; write about what the artist was thinking when the piece was created; place a character within the painting; use the painting as an object in a story or play, and more. The possibilities are only limited by your imagination!
When you have finished your writing, we would love to see it and share with our community via our website and social media! Whenever possible, we would also like to share it with the appropriate visual artist. Please send your finished piece to email@example.com.
Here’s an example of one such ekphrastic poem created by Francha Barnard, a Baileys Harbor poet who facilitates our Art/Speaks program, in response to a painting by Margaret Lockwood:
A Way Through
There had been times in this woods
when she’d thought so;
times when it seemed
that the seeds of these trees
had grown to envelope her,
hold her here at their hearts.
So close are these trees
that passage is unpromising;
so dim the light under their canopy
that it could be Ohio in the 1800’s.
Not this summer afternoon just past
that led to the flight she’d taken
from a house of discord, of lurking danger
into this embracing woods to hide here.
Now, the only way out, she decided,
was toward the distant sunset
oranging the sky, though only briefly,
beckoning her to the safety of a far side,
a refuge of light.
Poem written by Francha Barnard, 7/5/19, revised 10/19/19, based on the painting “Almost There” by Margaret Lockwood.