The little copper tree and the wood on which it sits were sent to me by Aleph. I added the birthday candle and the little figures (about 1/2 inch tall). This twisting tree reminded me of the Wallace Stevens poem On the Road Home. I tried something pretty simple with this- instead of blending bits of the three photographs I liked, I just stacked them, I think this reflects the mood of mutability in the poem.
Saturday, March 13, 2010
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The little copper tree and the wood on which it sits were sent to me by Aleph. I added the birthday candle and the little figures (about 1/2 inch tall). This twisting tree reminded me of the Wallace Stevens poem On the Road Home. I tried something pretty simple with this- instead of blending bits of the three photographs I liked, I just stacked them, I think this reflects the mood of mutability in the poem.
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11 comments:
incredible poem. thanks.
Interesting poem and I like the copper tree and wood plinth (made of tree)And a lovely ensemble you have created here Sparko, more artistic accomplishment.
Truly exquisite.
You amaze me.
what a beautiful bright light--! fantastic image.
ah - i'm glad you explained, i was trying to work out how you did this.
should have read first.....
this is amazing. wonderful.
Beautiful image - I love the lighting effects.
What a wonderful picture. I love the way the green plants frame it. Layers of reality!
Don't we all need to hold our neighbour's hand and search for the light? oups, pathos alarm.
Wonderful - and thanks for the link to the poem.
I love those shadows on the top photo, and even how the wood grain works with the whole : every detail perfect.
Beautiful and magical blog!
whsh you all the best,
Naama
from Israel
wonder wanders through those changing layers, worlds of woods of words. Words cause metamorphosis, I liked the little tree holding a fire without burning, the poem is thrilling. It always amazes me the way you assamble thoughts and images and ideas. Your woods are springing forth wonder.
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