I was gobsmacked when I saw this -- it's pure fantasy! Admittedly I've always been a sucker for space art (over the years I've made my fair share of collages set among the stars). But the slightly unfocused, once-upon-a-time appearance of the child -- her hair, her clothes -- set in contrast with the black yet sparkling backdrop, is striking. And though I know she is blowing bubble-planets, we can also see that she is creating and inflating her imagination, her dreams... Wonderful work!
This made me cry (in a good way). This is one of the most meaningful poems I’ve read in a while, the imagery and the way the words line up is gorgeous. Thank you for sharing your art!
I like baking cookies because I find they are comforting in times of worry or dismay. I am a lover of bacon but sometimes I dislike how long the salty scent of bacon lingers and clings to every particle around. Maybe that's just me.
Wow, this is brilliant. Such a fascinating premise. Kind of reminds me of the transformation of literature (both the good and bad consequences of that transformation) when we started valuing conciseness in our prose.
The semi-circle of these trees makes for an interesting shape. And as broody as that sky is... that lavender-gray is actually what I consider to be my favorite color!
You speak of a flame, a blaze, embers, but even if your words weren't so directly tied to fire, I would still feel the warmth of this poem. It reads as a great awakening, but it is also wonderfully ambiguous: You could be discovering a great creative passion, here, or falling in love, or finding a true sense of identity or purpose for the first time. Or all of the above!
Amazing photos!!! I love the perspectives you used in these photos! The way the light captured the colors of the glass, ugh, I love it!
I was gobsmacked when I saw this -- it's pure fantasy! Admittedly I've always been a sucker for space art (over the years I've made my fair share of collages set among the stars). But the slightly unfocused, once-upon-a-time appearance of the child -- her hair, her clothes -- set in contrast with the black yet sparkling backdrop, is striking. And though I know she is blowing bubble-planets, we can also see that she is creating and inflating her imagination, her dreams... Wonderful work!
Thank you!
Thank you!
This made me cry (in a good way). This is one of the most meaningful poems I’ve read in a while, the imagery and the way the words line up is gorgeous. Thank you for sharing your art!
I like baking cookies because I find they are comforting in times of worry or dismay. I am a lover of bacon but sometimes I dislike how long the salty scent of bacon lingers and clings to every particle around. Maybe that's just me.
Wow, this is brilliant. Such a fascinating premise. Kind of reminds me of the transformation of literature (both the good and bad consequences of that transformation) when we started valuing conciseness in our prose.
The semi-circle of these trees makes for an interesting shape. And as broody as that sky is... that lavender-gray is actually what I consider to be my favorite color!
I agree with The Lone Cat! The imagery is sunny and lovely, and this poem just tinkles!
You speak of a flame, a blaze, embers, but even if your words weren't so directly tied to fire, I would still feel the warmth of this poem. It reads as a great awakening, but it is also wonderfully ambiguous: You could be discovering a great creative passion, here, or falling in love, or finding a true sense of identity or purpose for the first time. Or all of the above!