" He was a French symbolist painter and draughtsman who said of his own work, “My drawings inspire, and are not to be defined. They place us, as does music, in the ambiguous realm of the undetermined.” As such, I don’t think he’ll mind if we use his artwork to generate haiku-moments and impressions.This particular painting really speaks to me - infact a haiku immediately came to mind upon reading Jen's article which I put into the comments:
Take a moment, then, and crawl inside this painting (Flower Clouds, 1903).
Odilon Flower Clouds
sailing through darkness
a sudden outburst of light
enlightenment
a sudden outburst of light
enlightenment
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| Butterflys - Museum of Modern Art , New York U.S.A. |
imagination
in a bright mystic garden
butterflies and blooms
in a bright mystic garden
butterflies and blooms
the artist's mind
opened by brush or paper
subconcious voyage
opened by brush or paper
subconcious voyage
sailing in the bay
two lovers dream of heaven
salted tears unknown
two lovers dream of heaven
salted tears unknown
perfume of jasmine
dusty earth in the first rain
butterflies play
dusty earth in the first rain
butterflies play
salt on my lips
sails clap loudly in the wind
fireworks in August
sails clap loudly in the wind
fireworks in August
Here Jen confides a little secret and she's oh so right:
"Sometimes when I am feeling low on inspiration, I look to the art world for help. It’s fun – and challenging –to unleash the muses and let them crawl around inside a particular painting. Together we examine a piece of artwork with all of our senses and then wait for that poetic “flash of lightning” to strike. And it usually does strike because we’re forced to look at something in a totally different manner."

