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Artist Elizabeth Weber: “…brilliant, radiant light”

“Painting becomes a process of alchemy for me- a space where even the deepest, darkest pain is transformed into brilliant, radiant light.” — Elizabeth Weber

I consider the artist Elizabeth Weber a friend, even though we rarely see each other face-to-face. Via the Intenet, I see her paintings as she places them on Facebook. Often a painting will ignite a sonnet from me. We share that creative spirit. I’d like to share that with you.

Below you’ll see three of her selected paintings followed by my sonnets of response. I hope they help you somehow. To see more of her work, visit her website here.

A reception to welcome her new work, along with another artist and a sculptor’s creations, comes together this Saturday night, Nov. 8, from 6-9 pm at Boswell-Mourot Fine Art in the Heights shopping area in Little Rock.  They also have a gallery in Miami.


“Misreflected” 18″ x 24″ acrylic on canvas


For Elizabeth Weber

In her dream, smooth crystal river mirrors
her forest as she always envisioned:
deep veils of emerald, graceful blue scarves
of rare moss, or ghosts perhaps, precision
of rhythm cloaking green hills or curved clefts
nearly hiding glints of distant firelight,
while aqua blue sky holds hints of what’s left
of night. Yet still ghastly before her, fright
of what’s real: Her forest ablaze, flames deep
as lava and melting fluorescent drapes
of leaf-soaked limbs and falling sky. They keep
flowing toward but never reaching this cape
of reflecting calm, as if gods exist
and grasp fate, or simply bless the artist.

Roger Armbrust
July 19, 2012



“Moon Kissed” 36″ x 60″ #1069



for Elizabeth Weber

The moon and earth’s oceans dance, you say. Yes.
I feel that in your painting—pull, push, leap,
dive, curl, quiver, rise. And rise. How we’re blessed
with this rhythmic sway, this melding of steep
wave and vast cape of clouds—deep blue with streaks
of black and gray—and there, cresting on wave’s
spine: pearl crown of our hiding moon who seeks
love from the sea’s wet salt kiss. What can save
us? Surely this pure, passionate arclight
shimmering ocean’s dark profile allures
us with hope. Surely it shows spirit’s might
propelling through this dance, hints of azure
released through endless energy. We pause,
sense invisible stars’ glowing applause.

Roger Armbrust
July 14, 2014



“Weighted with Heart’s Curiosity” 40″ x 40″ #1215



for Elizabeth Weber

It’s never black and white. It’s always deep-
ocean blue and scorching gold, landscape like
a breaking wave by night, hoping to keep
memory of sun close through brash matchstrikes
of moon, breaking crest always reaching out
toward light, seething hint of mouth gasping for
air or praying for constant passion, shout-
ing to that rippling fire to flood soul’s core.
You can see it now through morning window,
the way summer sun careens off oak leaf’s
surface straight to and past your eye’s lens, glow
piercing through your psyche to where stark grief
and unbound joy somehow meld into this pure
identity, like an artist’s signature.

Roger Armbrust
August 5, 2012

Roger Armbrust

Roger Armbrust's articles and columns have covered labor and management, Congressional legislation, and federal court cases, including appeals to the U.S. Supreme Court. He formerly served as national news editor of Back Stage in New York City, where he also taught a professional writing course at New York University. His recent book of sonnets -- oh, touch me there: Love Sonnets -- is available from Amazon and other book sites. He is an associate curator of The Clyde Fitch Report. He is also co-founder and co-curator of reality: a world of views.

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