ON THE EASEL

“Immaculate Degeneration”

Winter spends the summer mourning,

She gives way to her sisters unbashful glow

Her sobs rumble through rivers and streams in her ravenous sorrow

Giving life to ferns, wild strawberries, & buttercups

Shielding herself in glaciers,

In pockets of snow crusted shadow high in the mountain peaks

And she waits for summer to sleep

All she must allow is cry so deep and true only a moment needs to be felt

To be renewed

And the soft rumbling belly of the clouds kiss her awake,

Oh winter we meet again

She stretches and moans across the valley

Crystals coating glass,

unraveling her icy veil & laying it upon

The thrashing rivers

Shhhh, she whispers

And it cracks and hums in response, grateful for her breath

and she sings, oh she sings

Pearlescent lullaby drifts from the sky, tucking the trees in for slumber,

Oh winter, we meet again

The Inspiration board is the first step in any creation, poems, pictures, & colors. From here I’ll create composition sketches, color pallets until the vision is clear.

When the magic of winter returns, she will manifest in oil