Artistic Interpretation of Haiku (Picture 3)

Here is the third sample picture from a multimedia collaboration between myself and celebrated artist, Julian Sutherland-Beatson.

At this stage, we would very much appreciate feedback about which of the three visual interpretation styles people prefer, especially with regard to where Julian has placed the words of the haiku in relation to the picture.

You can find out more about Julian from my two earlier posts this week, and by visiting

Artistic Interpretation of Haiku (Picture 2)

This is the second of three samples pictures from a multimedia collaboration between myself and artist, Julian Sutherland-Beatson.

With the painting’s size reduced, some people might need a magnifying glass to read the words etched upon its chilly, windswept landscape.

glaciers shifting

winds from the Arctic whip me

into fast ascent

We would value some constructive feedback at this stage, to help us gauge the best direction for our project.

In 2011, Julian exhibited his art in the Royal Academy Summer Exhibition,  at Glyndebourne Opera House (, in the Eastbourne Festival (, and at Gallery North, Hailsham.

Artistic interpretation of Haiku (Picture 1)

This is the first of three sample pictures from a multimedia collaboration between myself and artist, Julian Sutherland-Beatson. We are looking at different ways of presenting our work, such as exhibitions and book form. Any feedback or suggestions would be most helpful at this stage.

Amongst Julian’s many achievements, in 2011 he was artist in residence at Glyndebourne,, and will be returning there again in May 2012. For further info. about Julian and his work, please visit


A haiku about breasts: the minus side of the plus size

He ogled her so…

His eyes fell down her cleavage

to join the lost crumbs.


She fished out the crumbs…

but left his eyes in the dark

unless he promised.


An acknowledgment…

She possessed a brilliant brain

but not in her breasts.


He remained stubborn…

Possessing a second brain

elsewhere than his head.


She hired a baby…

They’re just large mammary glands

do you stare at cows?


His eyes were happy…

He had a mother complex

Oedipus blinded.


She stood in a storm…

Dressed in her under-wired bra

lightning conductor.



Stubbornness off the grid

they fried each other.

(c) sarahcpotter, 2012