My new book coming soon!

The new book is called CATCH A DREAMER. Just saw the final proof and in two weeks it will be listed in Amazon.
If you dig color and poetry, and a message about the rights of children I think
you'll enjoy this book. It's based on my ten tapestries created to celebrate the UN's declaration of the Rights of the Child.

So what is art anyway

Is it canvass wrapped around
a wooden rectangle
painted trees from a certain angle,

a crowded dusty city scene
or memories from
a shadowy dream?

Is the paint stroked on
or is it scrubbed?
Is it nameless
or can it be dubbed?
where is it in this vast world of art?
if you want to know
just click on the cart.

And when she’s done
that’s when she’s just begun.
And when she’s done
that’s when she’s done in.
Does her art get thrown
in the veritable dust bin?

Is she special?
Did she say anything new?
Or is it the same age old stew
of potted plants in a still life?
Or does the bowl of fruit
represent the artist’s strife?

She goes on line
to dig in the mine,
to find her place in a very long line.
Everyone wants to get in
to the inter net.
It’s a place to be, and yet
it's a very iffy bet.

It’s a mind game.
but it’s her game
and she’s lame
because she won’t follow the rules
and let herself be measured by fools.
Is it dough?
I don’t know.
Did I get into the show?

Who makes the rules of the game?
Who decides she’s a Name?
Who is the ruler
of an artists success?
who says what good is?
It’s anyone’s guess.

It's late in the game
for her to ask this stuff.
It’s a lame game
in scene that’s so rough
asking: "hey baby are you in style?"
"Maybe baby, just for a while."

But she still wants to know
Did I get into the show?

No Oldie Left behind

NO OLDIE LEFT BEHIND
or WHOSE BEHIND IS LEFT?
A ditty by an old biddy.


My Face. Your Toosh.
Your Space. My Smoosh.
Our Twitter. Your titter.
Eat less. Be fitter.
Don't trust your baby sitter.
Yes, I'm 80 and I am bitter.

Linked up and linked in
still linked to Rin tin-Tin.

You tube and also flickr
is your i phone really quicker,
than racing down to catch the call.
from the phone down the hall..

I used to bake fine rugalah
now I cook with Googelah
to search and find who I am
and wonder: can I eat that spam?

I can dance the Lindy
and even do the blog
I have a web site
as webbed as a frog

But I'm an Old hippy,
and I think I'm in hell.
No one will tell me
what is HTML?

The Moon Looked Down

Continuing on my journey to advocate a world of peace, I created this poem with images in six consecutive pages.

© Helen Webber, 2008 All rights reserved.

Catch a Dreamer Trailer

Catch a Dreamer is a film incorporating art by Helen Webber and photographs that describe the 10 rights of children as enunciated by the United Nations. The film not only describes the basic human rights of children, but also shows the hardships and deprivations that children are experiencing throughout the world. Six"heroes" have been chosen to represent the extraordinary work of some young people who have created change in the lives of milions of children globally. Proceeds from CATCH A DREAMER will be donated to a child benefiting organization. To request further information e-mail nes@comcast.net

PALIN'S BRIDGE

My political poem appears on the down with tyranny blog. I am so pleased to have a voice on this great blog. Please make comments! About the art above: in case you can't read the words:
" Am I the Viewer or the viewed? Do I rest on the hillside or am I the hillside?"


http://downwithtyranny.blogspot.com/2008/09/sarah-palin-is-bridge-to-nowhere.html