"A Hero with Flowers - Part Two"

(Heroes with Flowers Series)

Part One

‘Her tender touch was all but a dream;

Unfurl sweet rosebud, holding morning dew,

By night the rose is gilded by frost’s gleam

What dawn proposes, dusk demeans’

Day trip

I have been thinking about these two non stop for the past two weeks and in a feverish delirium I finished this in one sitting at three am so uh enjoy!

Georgia O’Keeffe, Barn With Snow, 1933

George Ault, The Rick's Barn, Woodstock, 1940

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A Noctule Bat 🦇 (Nyctalus noctula) flutters above a meadow with a pond at sunset, in search of its prey, a white ermine moth (Spilosuma lubricipeda) I love to draw bats because of their elegant wings and feisty expressions. Media: pen and ink, Copic and Pantone markers, soft pastels

early morning sunrise cloudy day

Pastoral Beauty, Naughton, England

watching the clouds over a ploughed up field in central nowhere, america, petting my little furry weedwhacker and listening to Velshi read the Georgia indictments of the expotus

why is religious Christmas imagery all so joyful and pleasant? where is the inherent horror of the birth of Christ? A mother is handed her newborn child, wailing and innocent. Her hands come away sticky. Red. Simply by giving her son life she has already killed him. He is doomed from the beginning. Her love will not save him from suffering. Because the thing cradled in her arms is not a baby, it is a sacrifice: born amongst the other bleating animals whose blood will one day be spilled in the name of what demands it. the night is silent with anticipation. Mary, did you know? That your womb was also a grave?

Pastoral Beauty, Naunton, England

"And I will make thee beds of Roses

And a thousand fragrant posies,

A cap of flowers, and a kirtle

Embroidered all with leaves of Myrtle;"

(The Passionate Shepherd to His Love. Christopher Marlowe.)

Pastoral Beauty, Naughton, England

Piet Mondrian

The Red Mill

1911

Pastoral Beauty, Naunton, England