Tuesday, December 2, 2008

Transformation

--This is a view of some drawings I'm working on, the edge of one overlapping another.  Shifting spaces... 
--One of the major themes in the poetry of Robert Frost is Transformation.  Many of his poems describe a transitional moment, wherein one thing is lost and something else takes its place.


Nothing Gold Can Stay

Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.

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