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Moon McNeill

Copyright and translation Moon McNeill 2002

 

Too eager for knowledge*  

Maybe

the reason of it all

was that I

(aged fourteen)

could not understand

how this thing

with the atomic particles

was working  

 

now, God obviously

wanted to give me

a vivid impression  

 

he sent me something

they call MCS

on earth  

 

he really could not have made

the effect of particles

more visible to me  

 

maybe I was

too eager

for knowledge

 

*Opening poem of the forthcoming german MCS Anthology

to be published as Book on Demand in March 2003  

 

 

Song of a Canary

I am living in the junkyard

for the broken and the lost

I'm an E.I. that is stranded

on a well-defended coast

I am living in a ghetto

in a prison that's denied

jailed for life

and sealed forever

from the other side

 

I am fighting for survival

a canary bound in ties

like a phoenix from the ashes

I will struggle up to rise

even if my wings are broken

I will crawl up to the hill

where birds of a feather

will flock together

it's a matter of will

 

I refuse to go down that easy

I refuse to go down at all

my body may be wounded

but my spirit's standing tall

 

I am singing in the darkness

I am sending out my tune

to some friends in Massachusetts

to the sun and to the moon

it will circle round the planet

never make the music charts

but I sure hope we meet

a canary fleet

and get lost in arts

 

 

The Turtle Shield

60 x 80 centimeters

 

The influences are quite visible. I have been reading many stories and documentaries about American Indians. Their relationship to this planet and nature has influenced me very much. I was doing pearl embroideries of Indian designs for some time before my eyes went bad. I gave this painting a touch of an Indian embroidery. Painted with earth pigments and Masaan white on prepared painting cardboard.

 

Caterpillars

60 x 80 centimeters

 

Painted with earth pigments on prepared painting cardboard. "The pigments are dangerous for mcs persons (and any other painter as well) because they get into the respiratory system. Even through a mask. That's why I am now experimenting with non-allergenic wallpaper colors only. The painting is not naive or pop art, ( but a mixture of the two.) This painting technique was influenced by the aborigines.

 

 

Detail

Orange Flow

60 x 80 centimeters

 

Painted with earth pigments and Masaan non-allergenic white on prepared painting cardboard. I do not use them anymore, but when I did the results were fine. This painting wanted to collect simple and almost archaic forms related to nature and human beings. My later paintings are influenced by Australian Aboriginal and American Indian pearl embroideries, my earlier ones by the strict forms of Tibetan Thangkas. I like my paintings to be more graphic than lush. My favorite painters are Keith Haring, Vincent Van Gogh and Claude Monet, but Dali or Matisse impress me too. I have always tried to do my very own thing and find out what my personal way of expressing is. The technique of the Aborigines crossed my mind when I realized that it would possibly give me relief from severe muscle pains. You can stop making dots anytime - but you have to continue to fill big spaces with paint once you have started.

 

Seagulls

40 x 50 centimeters

 

The seagulls were painted in watercolors on prepared painting cardboard.. I make a thick paste of white and watercolor and paste at least three layers of paint above each other. I love reduced form and I try to reduce the colors too, so that you have to get into the painting's deeper meanings. You know, nature is so loaded with beauty that many people just do not see. I want them to see by reducing the form to the ultimate.

Out of the blue

2003

 

Words are like needles. Like axes. Like swords.

They reach for a place where to settle and hurt.

 

And out of the blue they are piercing your heart.

This done they will aim at another part.

 

And so you come down. You crash from the sky.

You bleed on the soil. You wish you would die.

 

But your inner nature is longing for life.

You suffer. You pray. You drown. You dive.

 

You learn to feel that your heart is sound.

Skywoven. Crashlanded. And earthbound.

 

The word  

the word was the root

vibrant with life

it talked to me

I read it aloud

it sounded like marvel

it filled my thoughts

it made me be

 

the word was the root

it brought understanding

it sang the song

it carried the meaning

it hated the dark

it burnt the soul

it loved to shine  

 

the word was the root

it came from the soil

it sounded like wood

it jumped to the heart

it whispered love

it screamed at soldiers

wanting a NO

Cut down

2003

 

it’s very nice

this little poem

well done, I’d say

but all the words

somehow sound flat

don’t really fit

you’re not a poet

you just play

Cut down to size

minute by minute

there’s no sense in it

I realize

 

I like this song

it sounds so strange

I hum the tune

and then I pause

something sounds wrong

as if it broke

you’re no musician

you just sing

 

Cut down to size

minute by minute

there’s no sense in it

I realize

The way you paint

is interesting

so gay the paint

but much too loud

I would take green

or maybe yellow

you are no artist

you just paint

cut down to size

minute by minute

there’s something in it

I realize

 

Your arts are funny

you’re a beginner

I see a talent

but not much more

I could have painted

but I got married

you should be grateful

that you have time

cut down to size

minute by minute

there’s something in it

but is it wise?!

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