Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"

Category: visual art

Good Morning Everybody!

Last night Eye went out

with My Husband’s Girlfriend

and boy is she beautiful!

Her long black hair

is really hair extensions

but she babies her hair —

Her eyes are large

with those famous arching brows

but best of all —

her face shrinks

into itself

at her chin

and Eye am inspired

to sculpt

Her Portrait

Art Opening

For The Shag Harbour Incident’s

51st Anniversary

I wore My New

Royal Blue Jumpsuit

bra less —

Eye pulled It off

October First

across the flagstone driveway

where Eye would find Fool’s Gold

My Father’s Father Bobby Hyde

constructed a stone play house

to match the stone dwelling He built by hand

named “The House In The Woods”

Remember:  The Play House

was only high enough

for children

and My Mother tole painted the cupboards

on either side of The Children’s Fireplace —

My Parents had a birthday party for Me

there, seated at the table and kids’ benches

built by My Mother’s Father

which She painted too in rich blue

with daisies to match Her Cupboards

The Start

Eye Rose Today

@ The Time of My Birth

to hear the subtle waves

through My Bathroom Window —

It’s still dark out

but I write by My Beside Light

and decide to return

the lipstick Eye chose

to wear

for My Opening

Off To A Bad Start

On My First Outing

with Dr Blair, after

showing him My Aquarium Mural

on the ceiling of the IWK* burn unit —

and going to Tim Horton’s —

Eye lay on the grass

of a Halifax park

to look into His Eyes of Blue:

“Do you think I am

The Second Coming of Christ?”

Eye hesitantly asked —

“No,” he said

“You’re a cheap date.”

*Isaac Walton Killam Children’s Hospital

 

“The World Is My Oyster”

and Eye am The Grit —

the contaminant, the irritant

and layer by layer

Eye will come out

Gleaming

The Hell With “Art”

—- Eye have re-created The Holy Trinity:

God The Mother, Daughter and The Holy Ghost

A Great Find

Here is an artist’s note on the back of her painting

found at the Salvation Army in Yarmouth, Nova Scotia:

“Jim, Here is the painting that you forgot to take with you on Saturday.  I hope you like it! Hope to see you again soon.

From, Robin”

Robin MacGillavray ’99

Beauty

Eye painted a Wave

once

on a lobster crate slat

and It came out perfect

with the dazzle of Silver

sparkling off Its edge

to catch My Eye this morning

here in My Corner Room

where Eye live in My House

to think

and to look at The Sun’s Molten Light

gleaming to Me

from The Sea of My Existence

PERSEVERANCE

Eye make My Bed

upon rising

Eye make My Art

upon the morning dark

dancing to the music

of black frustration