Summer of Swallows
Summer of Swallows
O swallows, swallows, poems are not
The point. Finding again the world,
That is the point, where loveliness
Adorns intelligible things
Because the mind’s eye lit the sun.- Excerpt from Blue Swallows by Howard Nemerov
About this Piece: This vintage printer’s tray turned into a study in color, texture, and pattern. The wonderful poem appears bit by bit on the elevated tan rectangles, and the swallows help guide the eye to read the full stanza. Sticks, grasses, and bits of thread seem to have been collected by the swallows, and their eggs are scattered here and there. Our neighbor’s cherry tree and the sense of summer, with bicycling children, blooming gardens, and cool green trees and grasses all inspired the palette and the vibe of this intriguing piece.
Materials: vintage printer’s tray; assorted art papers; butterfly transfers; small woven basket; sculpy eggs; sticks, plastic grasses; thread
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