Essence

Beth Lipman’s glasswork can be found globally within prestigious venues like the Smithsonian.  Her glass sculptures create the serene impression that they are ghosts of natural counterparts.  Lipman believes the lack of color “captures the essence of an object,” allowing viewers to see the object more purely, unencumbered by the “illusionary perfection” of still life paintings.

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Her pieces freeze a moment in time.  A fragile medium such as glass can simultaneously portray immeasurable strength.  Lipman sees her work capable of making “perishable objects everlasting.”

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To further explore this concept, please enjoy Shane Lake’s poem “A Room Full of Air,” as first published in LitCouture.

 

A Room Full of Air” by Shane Lake

She keeps a secret room lined with glass jars

trapping the air of the world, hundreds of them

sealed & labeled with black letters across a strip of masking tape.

Air Above Central Park Skating Rink.

English Football Match Air from the Stadium of Light.

American Civil War Air, with hint of gunpowder.

Each day she selects one jar, carefully

twists loose the lid, presses her clean skinny lips

over the small open space & inhales, the air

filling her body, humming just above the wrinkles

in her feet, carrying her to each exact moment

the air was captured as if it were painted

on the backs of the shades, pulled

over her like a hallucination.

A beaten man clinging to a wooden plank

somewhere off the Philippines, South China Sea Air.

Little chips of white speckling the ice fields, Antarctic Circle Air.

Her mother’s right hand reaching as she falls backward

into a pool fully clothed, the sound of teenage laughter

sticking to humidity, 14th Birthday Air with blue dress.

She exhales back into the jar & knows

one day the air will be the only thing left,

knows the air is still older than our oldest thought,

the way it is everywhere at once, both heavy & light,

resting in the eaves, blowing ashes into our eyes,

tucking her in until she knows the prize

of her collection, a jar labeled Air From This Room.

Shane Lake was born and raised in Mattapoisett, MA. He is currently pursuing an MFA in poetry at Arizona State University. His work has also appeared in Narrative Magazine.

This post was written by Katelyn Rogers.

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