“Upon a Pile of Wind” 36×28, oil on canvas, $975.00 [creativ_button url=”http://www.dailypaintworks.com/fineart/denise-hopkins/upon-a-pile-of-wind/437209″ icon=”” label=”Buy Now” colour=”red” colour_custom=”” size=”medium” edge=”straight” target=”_self”]
High from the earth I heard a bird;
He trod upon the trees
As he esteemed them trifles,
And then he spied a breeze,
And situated softly
Upon a pile of wind
Which in a perturbation
Nature had left behind.
A joyous-going fellow
I gathered from his talk,
Which both of benediction
And badinage partook,
Without apparent burden,
I learned, in leafy wood
He was the faithful father
Of a dependent brood;
And this untoward transport
His remedy for care, —
A contrast to our respites.
How different we are!
— Emily Dickinson
I thought I’d make it a week without using Dickinson (who has pretty much been the inspiration behind every previous abstract) but I couldn’t resist.
I did not create this entire enormous painting today. I’ve been messing with it for about a month now. It’s changed colors many, many times. The bird further in the back (I’ve named him Lazarus) has disappeared and been brought back to life countless times.
The background has been gold, green, white, and blue.
Indeed, when it come to the birds, how different we are!