(12x17)I feel a temptation to fiddle with the hair more, but in the spirit of the good decisions I made yesterday, I'm not going to.
I started another painting of my sentimental favorite, Walt Whitman. I made poor Walt a bit cross-eyed, but I'll fix it in the next wash.
(11x15)Come, said my Soul
Walt Whitman
Come, said my Soul
Such verses for my Body let us write, (for we are one,)
That should I after death invisibly return,
Or, long, long hence, in other spheres,
There to some group of mates the chants resuming,
(Tallying Earth's soil, trees, winds, tumultuous waves,)
Ever with pleas'd smiles I may keep on,
Ever and ever yet the verses owning – as, first, I here and now,
Singing for Soul and Body, set to them my name,
7 comments:
Your portraits of these last posts are wonderful, Laura!
Cassidy looks quite fresh and you've captured her adorably complex look: take my picture but I'm a little shy.
Or, at least, that's how I read it.
Your BACK !! Laura, that makes me happy as I so enjoy your work and also gives me that boost that It will happen for me too ..I am slowly coming back.. and thanks for your comment.. You are a sweetheart.
Your doing great with your venture into portraits . You see? It Passes we just have to wait. It always does. lol!
These are awesome, Laura--you are so on a roll. You're going to be so confident in that workshop. I really like the softness of these.
Hi Laura,
I love both paintings and the poem. I agree that Walt Whitman is simply
wonderful. Thanks so much for the poetry, and your generosity.
XOBarbara
Charles Read eat your heart out. I love them both but particularly the first one. Everything about it is perfect. You really nailed the light source too.
Jean
Just realized I made a typo with Charles Reid's last name. OOPS!
Jean
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