May 22, 2014 by mamie
Completed Date: 1/14/14
Medium: watercolor, pen & ink, graphite
Description: In the first piece of my concentration, I experimented with ideas that I started off with. I wanted to keep my shacks and architectural structures in black and white with the colorful nature weaving in and out and over them, so the wood remained grey while the moss/lichen and branches were in color.
Also, I knew I would incorporate text from a poem, song, or book into the painting, so I started looking up some poetry that I thought fit with this specific mood. Well, at this point, I had no idea what subject or feeling I was looking for. However, when I came across this poem, something just felt right. Overall, this painting just represented the beginning of a connection to the shacks and the forest around them.
MY WOODED WORLD
at the wooded areas, for their beauty relaxed me.
The sway of the branches and whistling of the winds,
as if they were calling my name.
Then as I grew older, they were my retreat,
for the woods became my own world.
A world full of imagination, creativity,
resourcefulness, as well as inspiration.
I loved my domain, for no problems were to great,
the woods protected me from everything.
The branches would open as to hold me.
The animals, in their busy ways, stopped to welcome me.
It was this place, my wooded world, that I lived for.
It is that place that beckons me now.
For it was only there, in them woods, I felt truly free.
As free as I would feel when your love would surround me.
loving memory to John H. Burns Sr. -my father
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