Neo-Decadent

The Art and Opinions of Heidi Celeghin, Aesthete

Prose Poem : Paranoia of the Natural

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Inspired by the Gothic/Romantic literary tradition as well as by contemporary prose poetry.

 

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Leaving,

 

After the snowstorm. I step outside into the unrecognizable ivory world.  Different shades of white blanket the landscape – not pure but tinted, painted, dyed.  Sparkling silver under the feeble sun, a touch of damask on a distant ridge, deep sapphire lurking in the shadows.  The nearby wood a sinister wall of sentinels watching the manse.  A blast of frigid wind strikes me suddenly, I stagger backwards but do not fall.  Snow lifted violently from the ground wraps itself around me like a shimmering, freezing mantle.  The cold engulfs me.

 

All is silent. A silence so deafening that it bears down on me, oppressive and frightening.  Wishing for sound, I tread on the crystalline snow, my feet breaking through the thin film of ice with a comforting crunch.  I distance myself from the sprawling, charcoal estate, sluggishly approaching the wild wood.  The noise of my footfalls saturates me.

 

Until I stop. Halfway through the clearing I pause to catch my breath.  A screech penetrates my concentration.  I start, my heart quickens, my breath suddenly comes up short.  Terror seizes me, its unrelenting icy grasp slowly asphyxiating me as I frantically search the surroundings.  Again, but this time a piercing scream, echoing in my mind.  My legs are moving, the forest draws nearer – I am running, trying to escape.  The writhing, untamed trees reach towards me.  Dark branches claw and cut.  Falling on the frosty forest floor.

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Author: Heidi Celeghin

ARTIST’S STATEMENT The theories guiding my art practice are largely defined by my academic background in Decadence and Aestheticism. I am concerned with the status of the image: seductive, unknowable, dangerous, and immortal. The image exists in a liminal space between illusion and reality, lies and truths, life and death. As such, the image represents the sublime. Once created, the image exists beyond the artist – it grows independently from the artist and is constantly being recreated. On the one hand, it captures a single, exquisite moment in time and therefore holds the valence of stasis and death. On the other hand, the image’s perpetual recreation means that it captures the myriad of experiences Walter Pater discusses in the conclusion to The Renaissance and therefore, it holds the valence of metamorphosis and life. It is particularly fascinating when the distinction between Art and reality begin to fall apart. Is it Art that imitates life or life that imitates Art? Major Events and Public Projects: Houston Zoo, painting-for-conservation initiative (June 2011-present) Barcelona World Race, Team Neutrogena artist (December 2010-May 2011) Select Exhibitions: Singapore via INSTINC artist residency, solo exhibition (June 2012) Limb Design, Houston, Texas, group exhibition (April 2012) Jack Hanna Gala, Houston Zoo, solo exhibit (October 2011) Watson Gallery, Houston, Texas, group exhibit (October 2011) Norma R. Ory Gallery, Museum of Fine Arts, Houston, Texas, group exhibit (2011) Hobby Center for the Performing Arts, Houston, Texas, Awty International Gala (2011) Willard Straight Art Gallery, group exhibit for Forword Literary Magazine (2009) Herbert F. Johnson Museum of Art, group exhibit (2009) Herbert F. Johnson Museum of Art, group exhibit (2008) Hayloft Gallery, Reliant Center, Houston, Texas, group exhibit (2006) Hayloft Gallery, Reliant Center, Houston, Texas, group exhibit (2005) Art Fairs: Affordable Art Fair, Hong Kong (2013) Affordable Art Fair, Singapore (2012) Affordable Art Fair, New York (2012)

2 thoughts on “Prose Poem : Paranoia of the Natural

  1. Love it! More?

    Reads like a dream of no escape, “no exit” (Jean Paul Sartre), the existentialist’s world that brings on deep reflection, that leads to escape anyway or so I had discovered.

    Thanks.

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