I feel certain I will not be introducing a new poem to anyone; this poem by
Emily Dickinson is so famous to bibliophiles. I have decided to post it though, since it expresses this painting perfectly.
I completed this painting yesterday just in time for Gallery Night in Mineral Point (WI) this Saturday. I worked on making the receding edges soft and the illuminated ones sharp. I like particularly the sheen on the fabric of the chair arm and the blend of soft colors in the hands.
There is no frigate like a book
To take us lands away,
Nor any coursers like a page
Of prancing poetry.
This traverse may the poorest take
Without oppress of toll;
How frugal is the chariot
That bears the human soul!
No Frigate Like a Book, Oil on Canvas, 20×24, Sold
My favorite sister in law! I can’t wait to show this off on my blog..I do have your permission do I not??
How well you’ve captured her…esp. her hands…for some reason I am struck by those the most.
I do so want this….
Thanks,Mia. I do really like this painting. You wouldn’t believe how I struggled with it, but eventually it became something I love.
Kinda like giving birth.
Hey did I say that out loud?
Here via Maria, and I am JUST BLOWN AWAY. COMPLETELY AWAY. How totally beautiful! Wow, what a talented painter you are.
Thank you so much, Katherine! I’m so grateful for feedback. Please visit again.
Wow, that is BEAUTIFUL!
Thank you, Lani! What a lovely Blog you have!