Gari Hatch's Paintings and Poetry
“Through the glass, on the wire—all the neurons still inspire.” ~ Gari Hatch

“Through the glass, on the wire—all the neurons still inspire.” ~ Gari Hatch

“Mount the bridle, the copper sings—harnessed in the swivel spring.” ~ Gari Hatch

“Mount the bridle, the copper sings—harnessed in the swivel spring.” ~ Gari Hatch

“Thread me with the copper wire—weave the strands on blue desire.” ~ Gari Hatch

“Thread me with the copper wire—weave the strands on blue desire.” ~ Gari Hatch

My own little stone sculpture in the backyard from stones mined from a copper quarry.
“I believe that one defines oneself by reinvention. To not be like your parents. To not be like your friends. To be yourself. To cut yourself out of stone.” ~ Henry Rollins

My own little stone sculpture in the backyard from stones mined from a copper quarry.

“I believe that one defines oneself by reinvention. To not be like your parents. To not be like your friends. To be yourself. To cut yourself out of stone.” ~ Henry Rollins

Sculpted Textural Painting:
20” x 24” canvas
Acrylic on sculpted paper embedded in acrylic plaster

“Does the Floating Know”

Does the code
line
the cloak,

a pattern
in
the raiment’s flow?

Can we hide
beneath
the folds,

in paling blue,
does
the floating know?

In the mantle,
catch
the light,

in the mystery,
second
sight.

Does the kept
find
the holy hem,

mystery hanging
on
the stem?

Gari Hatch

09-21-2014

Sculpted Textural Painting:

20” x 24” canvas

Acrylic on sculpted paper embedded in acrylic plaster

“Does the Floating Know”

Does the code

line

the cloak,

a pattern

in

the raiment’s flow?

Can we hide

beneath

the folds,

in paling blue,

does

the floating know?

In the mantle,

catch

the light,

in the mystery,

second

sight.

Does the kept

find

the holy hem,

mystery hanging

on

the stem?

Gari Hatch

09-21-2014

 And above all things have fervent love for one another, for “love will cover a multitude of sins.” ~ I Peter Chapter 4, Verse 8

 And above all things have fervent love for one another, for “love will cover a multitude of sins.” ~ I Peter Chapter 4, Verse 8

September 17th, 2014: More work this afternoon on this new sculpted textural artwork. ~ Gari Hatch

September 17th, 2014: More work this afternoon on this new sculpted textural artwork. ~ Gari Hatch

“The facts of any life are impotent and ineffectual until literature intercedes, until it takes hold of those facts and twists them into light, casting a refraction that allows us to glimpse them anew.” ~ William Giraldi

“The Word Flutters”
 
The cursive twist
along
the line,

the letter flows
to
form a word.

The word
flutters,
it is a bird,

into
the heart,
under gird.

Against the window
of
the soul,

beating wings,
what
consoles?

The apiary,
the
fragment flight,

on
the wing,
into the night.

Tremble, tremble,
stir
the air,

language dares
to
travel there.

Gari Hatch

09-16-2014

“The facts of any life are impotent and ineffectual until literature intercedes, until it takes hold of those facts and twists them into light, casting a refraction that allows us to glimpse them anew.” ~ William Giraldi

“The Word Flutters”

 

The cursive twist

along

the line,

the letter flows

to

form a word.

The word

flutters,

it is a bird,

into

the heart,

under gird.

Against the window

of

the soul,

beating wings,

what

consoles?

The apiary,

the

fragment flight,

on

the wing,

into the night.

Tremble, tremble,

stir

the air,

language dares

to

travel there.

Gari Hatch

09-16-2014

“Along the spangled spin that turns—beneath the fold, the tactile holds.” ~ Gari Hatch

“Along the spangled spin that turns—beneath the fold, the tactile holds.” ~ Gari Hatch

“How many ways can the soul sing—a painting always reminds me.” ~ Gari Hatch

“How many ways can the soul sing—a painting always reminds me.” ~ Gari Hatch