that time should be
So rich yet fugitive a pageantry.

forsake it then and with us fly
Into the past where nothing now can die:
Where even the young and lovely, old and staid
Live on unchanged - of purest fantasy made.

Prologue - W. de la Mare

Wednesday, April 3, 2013

River Reverie

River Reverie   #58

#58, Used all 5 colors, and my interpretation of the sketch.

Evidence: wood(buttons), twine, fabric(tulle & cheesecloth), jewels(crystals & antique glass beads), jagged edges, sheer(soft gel medium & tulle)

Testimony: I documented a getaway from the past by letting my thoughts wander back, used the inspiration words escape and reverie. Full journal is found by pulling out tag attached to twine at the top of the layout.

"Such a hot summer day! We longed for a cool place! We were visiting Grandma and Grandpa. We drove to the Old Mill in Arlington, and there we found our escape on the banks of the Battenkill River. Lovely cold water rushed and tumbled over smooth rock boulders, sending up spray everywhere!! There were shallow pools in the broad ledges, and we dangled our feet in the bracing water enjoying its' tonic effect. You were a bit shy of water at the time, being just 3 years old. Whilst your older sisters and brother splashed about in the riotous water, you remained apart, seemingly lost in reverie, quietly gazing off at the surrounding beauty....a most private child...."

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