Actually they are the same tree from different angles. The first two are stix drawings and the top is a pastel. I was trying to capture the late day light in the trees, a la Annie Dillard. She writes in
The Writing Life, a short book of great riches, "The work is not the vision itself, certainly. It is not the vision filled in, as if it had been a coloring book. It is not the vision reproduced in time; that were impossible. It is rather a simulacrum and a replacement. It is a golem. You try--you try every time--to reproduce the vision, to let your light so shine before men. But you can only come along with your bushel and hide it."
Actually they are the same tree from different angles. The first two are stix drawings and the top is a pastel. I was trying to capture the late day light in the trees, a la Annie Dillard. She writes in The Writing Life, a short book of great riches, "The work is not the vision itself, certainly. It is not the vision filled in, as if it had been a coloring book. It is not the vision reproduced in time; that were impossible. It is rather a simulacrum and a replacement. It is a golem. You try--you try every time--to reproduce the vision, to let your light so shine before men. But you can only come along with your bushel and hide it."
2 comments:
Ring around the rosey. One trip around this tree is a whole world of beauty. You do Dillard's words proud. She's such a great source for thought!
Sam, I did walk around the tree, several times, several times.
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