Here is installment VI from The Porch Swing: WORD of the Day, brought to us by Reflection and Response resident artist Samuel Bostick. Cool.
Photo courtesy of Creative Commons, Jim Natale.
Cool adj. 1) Moderately cold; neither warm nor very cold. 2) Affording or allowing relief from heat. 3) Not excited; calm and controlled. 4) Marked by indifference; unenthusiastic. 5) Marked by calm audacity; impudent. 6) Designating or characteristic of colors, such as blue and green, that produce the impression of coolness. 7) Excellent; first-rate 8) Entire; full. 9) Composure. 10) To calm down, to wait.
WORD of the Day: Cool
Warm summer nights ahead, the chill of winter’s eve past
We are in the mist of cool.
(No doubt about that)
Dusty green leaves of peach trees rusted by the rolling breeze off the Pacific Coast, tumbling over Purple Mountains, settling in the valley of hidden gold—a testimony to the seasonal cool.
Sinatra advises it’s the season of “Makin Whoopee”
3 stacks’ witty reply is the only thing cooler than being cool is Ice Cold.
Still it is never too cold to be cool, yet always too hott to act over the top
I could almost swear the mercury meter kicked its old ways to the curb,
all its numerics replaced by one word… Cool
an’ my watch followed suit, what a trend!
A young Picasso, all I see are shades of blue.
In everything I touch; in all I do.
Me encanta azul!
Man, am I enraptured with this colour blue!
Red: runs up to warn blue, “Aye your on the wrong side of the tracks”
Blue: in all hues of calm, “I’m not here looking for any trouble & we both know I’m in with good fellas”
Red: heating up, “and what’s that to do with me”
Blue: sporting that cold killer look, “simply put, I suggest you Be Cool”
Oh brilliant moon, the cool of night
A twilight canopy, tonz of blazing far off stars.
Aside from that orangish red one…that outstanding light is really a rock called Mars.
Crickets rub romance off strings, toads moan throaty bass tunes,
word is the females dig on those cats
Night birds and bats got the altos on lock
The train rails out the percussive rhythm
A proper nocturne
How the night, an ocean of deep blue, gives birth to jazz I may never understand
Nonetheless I find inspiration in the stone cold groove.
Now vibe off that
On that note I’m gone retire to drown into my dreams—Blue in Green
Jus do me one favor yall,
Stay cool
Reflection and Response.
Samuel Bostick
the LIFESTYLE’s role is to create collective space for active Reflection and Response through the arts. This space is built around dialogue, expression, collaboration, and artistic (ex)change involving international craftspeople and their realities. The Porch Swing series opens up a Reflection and Response residency where we feature a Collective member’s ongoing project through weekly installations.
