Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Alliteration: Shakespeare, sensuality

24 x 30, pastel on recycled Wallis
Where the bee sucks, there suck I;
In a cowslip's bell I lie;
There I couch when owls do cry.
On the bat's back I do fly
After summer merrily.
Merrily, merrily shall I live now
Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.

William Shakespeare, The Tempest, 1610

3 comments:

SamArtDog said...

Quite beautiful! It reminds me of how pungent pastels are. I suspect I'll be going back to them soon.

Katherine van Schoonhoven said...

Painting with pastels is like being Midas with pigment fingers. Whoo. What a rush!

Cindy Michaud said...

caught my eye, sucked me in and there I lie! thanks.