I have to do one self-portrait (already started) and create another piece that shows what inspires me (can be inspired by words from a poem or music). The name of the show will be, "Artist and Inspiration".
The self portrait won't be hard, it's already started, about 1/2 done, painted from life using a mirror.
My painting desk and table easel will be in the background with the "Inspiration" piece in progress on the easel. I have to find the perfect inspiration piece to match the poem I have chosen.
FRIENDS IN THE FOREST
by Bernard Freeman Trotter, 1906 in Wolfville.
Second Lieutenant, Eleventh Leicesters, Killed in Action, in France, May 7, 1917.
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Give me no crowded city,
When my heart is lone, and sad,
With its countless thronging thousands.--
The tumult would drive me mad.
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In the throbbing life of the city,
Who cares for another's moan?--
Tho' around me the crowd were surging,
I should stand by myself, alone.
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Give me no heaving ocean,
Give me no wind-swept plain;
For there--is but time for brooding,
Nothing to heal the pain.
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But give me the wide-spread forest,
With its hemlock, and beech, and pine,
With its ash, and its oak, and its maple,
And its ferns, and its mosses fine,
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With its rocky glens and streamlets,
And the music of water-falls,
With its birds, and beasts, and flowers,
And its dreamy wild-wood calls.
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Tho' I wander, alone, through the forest,
There are friends upon every hand:
Tried friends, who comfort and soothe me,
As they whisper "We understand."
Pam
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