You...You said,"There are many truths,
But they are not parts of a truth."
Then the tree, at night, began to change,
Smoking through green and smoking blue.
-On the Road Home, Wallace Stevens
(misquoted earlier today on SpiritCloth)
Drawn last night while spinning (figuratively), I have been working on more Alice things (with a view to making a print on demand book) but want to abstract or extrapolate from the original and am in a holding pattern. Curse you, negative capability.


15 comments:
THIS SOUNDS EXITING , about tha alice stuf .
this post is very good . i liked this drawing .
Wonderful drawing! Spin some more!! It must do good things for your creative brain - Jeanne
ha! "word verification" was reabi, which, scrambled, *almost* makes the word brai(n)
I adore Nature Boy! there is something feminine about it too?
If this is what you turn out while spinning, then spin more. It feels like a textile to me.
Your book sounds fascinating. You must let me know more as it progresses.
nice dot. a book sounds good.
interesting drawing - sounds like u r on the cusp of something exciting....
Love the positive and negative space and the spontaneity of the composition. Beautiful, honest piece.
Great sketch! I love it.
Another great illustration and more wonderful words,must look these up and check out more Wallace Stevens.You seem inspired by poetry,I love the piece you did for DT's the green fuse.
L O V E L Y !
Your drawing is Apollo and the girl who turns into a tree to escape his pursuit.
Celeste- that is a different take, hmm. My feeling was more that he was taken over and helpless to define himself apart from nature, in a sense a failure of the Apollonian ideal. But I appreciate a different point of view.
Caio -
As you know, I can talk pretty...it's the actual doing that challenging me.
wonderful detailed drawing!
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