you knew before me

 

i didn't believe in 

at first sight

until i loved you

 

you knew me before

you knew before me

 

fell in unison at first sound

 i saw you

at that moment 

you became everything to me

 

you knew me before

you knew before me

 

your nervous twitch 

and your sliding hips

dont worry

you make me anxious too

 

you knew me before

you knew before me

 

years to the day 

i still want to 

dream of your face and 

you touching that place

nothing more

than to be near you.

 

you knew me before

you knew before me

 

 

-carrie able

Thank you all for sharing in my journey of creation. I am humbled to be living my truth everyday. Aloha nui loa to my collectors who have always believed in me. - Carrie Able

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green mast

 

the seeds of sorrow

the beads of dust

working calvary

a must

 

thickness defends

the rights 

at stake

 

it is our mistake

to make

 

green mast

shadow sill

 

light 

beyond the reach

of shrill

 

 

 

 

 
Thank you all for sharing in my journey of creation. I am humbled to be living my truth everyday. Aloha nui loa to my collectors who have always believed in me. - Carrie Able

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dreams

 Reading of "Dreams" by Carrie Able

 

 

one of those days

just wanting bed

same damn song

 in my head

 

outwards and up 

out and in

 wondering will I ever see

them again

 

warm window air

breeze down the hall

someone screams

after I fall

 

the suns going down

about that time

to have some dreams

and wake up 

to mine

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Thank you all for sharing in my journey of creation. I am humbled to be living my truth everyday. Aloha nui loa to my collectors who have always believed in me. - Carrie Able

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beat

 

the beat of the drum

the beat of my heart

the beat thats about to happen

on this subway car

 

clashing prints

sacks of stuff

 

stripes and heels

snapping stills

 

cars on the street

money at your feet

 

the sky is small

but the beat is

the beat is 

big 

Thank you all for sharing in my journey of creation. I am humbled to be living my truth everyday. Aloha nui loa to my collectors who have always believed in me. - Carrie Able

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Figurative sketch- black and white charcoal on grey paper

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Throwback- oil figure study

Just found this figure study in oil from when I was 19. While im not too impressed with my younger self's preservation skills (Crumbled up and off the stretcher bar) I am impressed with the painting skills.

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wall of inspiration

My wall of inspiration used to be more of a clutter wall tape exsplosion. Now I just have a few small paintings one from my Goddaughter on the top ( great sense of color and so young!)  and One from Alicia Solo (The Beautiful Bodies)  Also a vintage family photo and tiny miniture oil and gold leaf piece that I did.  To left is an installation I like to call "the buzzer that hasnt worked in 30 years" :) 

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friday morning ... listening to the black keys

listening to the black keys

blending melodies with paint

on the sound

smelling the sound

hearing the color

love the mixture  

that comes from

another  

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Under painting progress- detail feet

Detail of painting -progress oil on linen under painting  

Progress- oil on linen under painting  

Progress- oil on linen under painting  

the lone red painting and me

 

This photo was taken the week after I left Hawaii.  Most of my work was left at galleries in Hawaii, however I did bring the tiny red painting that I was working on the moment I decided to leave.  That same week I received a call from the Bay Area Vagina Monologues asking for a donation. Even though we had never met, they understood me and what I had been through just from looking at my work. Their fundraiser had "Red" in the title so I thought my lone small painting would be perfect so I sent it to them. You can see this painting on the right, behind my left shoulder.

 

I think artists of all kinds feel the most vulnerable when they are truely understood. 

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the light of trees

 

the smell of trees

the light of leaves

 

alas

the sun shines through

 

awake of days

sleepy stays

 

the triumph 

has passed too

 

 

- Carrie Able

 

 

Thank you all for sharing in my journey of creation. I am humbled to be living my truth everyday. Aloha nui loa to my collectors who have always believed in me. - Carrie Able

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starting a new underdrawing😃

Detail of underdrawing for a new oil on linen work

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