Vernissage #midnighthaiku

Winter’s portrait glows

Beneath a varnish of rain

Celebrating dawn

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When I lived in Paris, hanging out with the artists in Montmartre, a ‘vernissage’ was always an excuse to party. Originally, the name applied to the days preceding an exhibition, when artists would hang and then varnish their work as a finishing touch… and this was often a time when patrons were invited to a private viewing.

In the Montmartre that I knew, a ‘vernissage’ was technically the same thing… but referred equally to the party that was held by and with the other artists to celebrate a stroke of good fortune for one of their number.

Watching the sun rise on this rainy, winter morning reminded me of those days of light, colour and laughter… and the smell of wet oils glistening on the easel.

About Sue Vincent

Sue Vincent was a Yorkshire born writer, esoteric teacher and a Director of The Silent Eye. She was immersed in the Mysteries all her life. Sue maintained a popular blog and is co-author of The Mystical Hexagram with Dr G.M.Vasey. Sue lived in Buckinghamshire, having been stranded there due to an accident with a blindfold, a pin and a map. She had a lasting love-affair with the landscape of Albion, the hidden country of the heart. Sue  passed into spirit at the end of March 2021.
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15 Responses to Vernissage #midnighthaiku

  1. Fantastic that you have mentioned the Vernissage in Montmartre. I love Paris. And being a painter I used to feature Paris’ streets in the open air. There was a small gallery Studio 41 in Rue Dauphin (if I’m not mistaken) where my painting had been displayed till 2018. Now the gallery has moved house. (Somewhere to a suburb). I haven’t contacted yet the owner, Marc.

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  2. Also thank you for such a nice account. Xx

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  3. anita dawes says:

    Such a wonderful idea, Sue…

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  4. I learned something new! The explanation really made the poem – could this be more like a haibun?

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