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Subé Fountain with gold statue of Winged Victory, built in 1907, Reims, France.

Introduction:

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Current: Danbury, CT, United States
Welcome! A few years ago, I discovered an application that artists employ in their works to bring cultural awareness to their audiences. Having discerned this semiotic theory that applies to literature, music, art, film, and the media, I have devoted the blog, "Theory of Iconic Realism" to explore this theory. The link to the publisher of my book is below. If you or your university would like a copy of this book for your library or if you would like to review it for a scholarly journal, please contact the Edwin Mellen Press at the link listed below. Looking forward to hearing from you!

Thank you for visiting. I hope you will find the information insightful. ~ Dr. Jeanne Iris
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Announcements:

Recently, I have demonstrated or will demonstrate the application of this theory at the following locations:
April, 2016 @ University of Notre Dame:
A 'Daughter of Attila' Speaks: The Semiotic Theory of Iconic Realism in the Cultural Identity of Irish Celts and Magyars
November, 2016 @ Massachusetts Maritime Academy:
"A Terrible Beauty is Born"...The Semiotic Theory of Iconic Realism and William Butler Yeats' poem, Easter 1916
November 2017 @ Georgetown University:
Harmony of the Spheres and the Semiotic Theory of Iconic Realism in Sydney Owenson's Epistolary Tale, The Wild Irish Girl

Dates pending: I will present the theory of iconic realism at universities and art institutes which have purchased my book.



29 June, 2017

A Patriotic Wave

I photographed this little boy, waving to the soldier at a local 4th of July parade. It illustrates iconic realism beautifully, for here you'll see a U.S. Army Jeep, ready for war, yet riding through a typical parade route, filled with families, smiles, hopes, and dreams. This brings to the awareness of the audience that no matter how peaceful a society may seem to be, as long as there is hatred in this world, there will be a need to defend against it. 


A Wave
The jeep moves slowly through the parade route
and from the rear seat, a soldier sits, armed
with a rifle and a wave.

Along the side of the road, 
with his mother by his side, a boy stands, armed
with a camera and a wave.

Across the road, a family looks on;
the father hoists a toddler onto his shoulders
armed with a blue balloon and a wave.

The jeep, painted in desert camouflage, 
ready for war in a distant land,
now travels this country route, thousands of waves away,

past a hopeful mother, a father, a child.
The jeep's flag catches a benevolent wind in its fold,
and weaving peace through its threads, it waves.

© Jeanne I. Lakatos  

11 comments:

  1. This is a very poignent piece,
    Like the the fag in your piece it waves and ripples extend beyond the page. I think your last line is the most telling of all
    "and weaving peace through its threads, it waves."
    I sincerely hope so.

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  2. Thank you, Gwei, for your insightful comment.
    Yes, I hope so, too.

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  3. Hello,

    Capturing the many waves in this piece cleverly captures the profound meaning involved in this innocent, everyday activity. The last line is great.

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  4. Oops, one capture too many!

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  5. Thanks, Derrick. You've captured the meaning here quite well. ; )
    I appreciate your dropping by.

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  6. The repetition augments the power of the poem. I think it would make a very good villanelle with not too much tweaking!
    Is it Costa Rica that got rid of its army in the 1800s and has never had a war since?

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  7. You know you're right, Peter! I like the ebb and flow of a villanelle, which would also align with the theme here.

    Not sure about Costa Rica, but wouldn't it be grand if humankind could elevate its consciousness to that level whereby war is considered obsolete?

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  8. With a wave of sadness, I read your poem, being a pacifist at heart. But that was followed with a wave of pride, because my country is free thanks to men and women who serve in its defense. This was a well-written poem, Jeanne.

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  9. Thank you! The concept of waves connotes a variety of ideas, and I'm glad you were able to see that here.

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  10. Hi Jeanne. I like that line 'thousands of waves away'.

    Sorry I haven't been round in a while - haven't really been blogospherical for quite a while. I love the new (ish?) look of your blogs- you've been busy round here :-)

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  11. Thank you, Padhraig! Yes, just a little blog updating, rearranging the furniture, here and there. Thanks so much for dropping by. : )

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