Author Archives: Sam Formosa

About Sam Formosa

Conceptual artist, painter, sculpture in ceramics, paper, metal, wood and who make use of his created alphabetical, numerical, and musical notation systems as core foundation of his art work.

Nelasodie

The horizon is level straight.

Nelasodie.

In E flat minor (flute).

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The horizon is level straight.

A mountain floats at a distant lake.

Waves come around again.

Till the evening sunset again.

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Reflections from the Mediterranean.

Rudotirem the Unfinished

Rudotirem the Unfinished.

Rudotirem the Unfinished.

In C minor (clarinet).

Rather than finishing this section of music painting and moving on to the next, I left it open so that I could revisit it.

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#Rudotirem

Reflections from the Mediterranean.

Euefaladi

Vibrations in the air.

Euefaladi.

In E flat minor (clarinet).

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Vibrations in the air.

From a speedy chopper’s blade.

Its frequency coincides.

With the ticker deep inside.

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Reflections from the Mediterranean.

Valaermy

Between two wooden windows.

Valaermy.

In D minor (clarinet).

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Between two wooden windows.

A flow of sunset light lids up.

The beauty of the shadows.

The unglazed came alive.

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Reflections from the Mediterranean.

Skaetodi

On a snowy winter day.

Skaetodi.

In D minor (clarinet).

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On a snowy winter day.

That blanketed them all in.

With an eye at the top of the stairs.

Sixty more steps to go.

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Reflections from the Mediterranean.

Wiyfadola

Standing mighty tall.

Wiyfadola.

In B flat minor (clarinet).

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Standing mighty tall.

In the winter snow.

The stillness of a white mountain top.

Redwood seeks above them all.

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Reflections from the Mediterranean.

Oylifatido

Under a shady leave,

Oylifatido.

In C minor (clarinet).

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Under a shady leave,

and drinking tea.

While playing attentively.

The white knight stood firm,

Few squares from cornered queen.

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Reflections from the Mediterranean.

Liesolare

Against the evening sky.

Liesolare.

In C minor (clarinet).

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Against the evening sky.

A full moon half-heartedly hides.

Behind a sliver of a gray cloud.

The ironbark stands by.

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Reflections from the Mediterranean.