Sunday, February 23, 2014

For Emma




For Emma
ingredients: vintage book cover, vintage lace, vintage book pages and ephemera, Derwent watercolor pencils, stitching




I found this written in a 100 year-old book:

Remember me when death shall close
These eyelids in their last repose
And when the wind doth gently wave
The grass that grows upon my grave
                                                   Emma K

I have no idea who Emma K. was, or what prompted her to pencil these words onto a page of this book.  But I tried to imagine her, anyway, and what she might have been like.  Maybe she loved butterflies, and lace.  Maybe she loved to sew.  Perhaps she read a book with a bitter-sweet ending, and it got her thinking.  She wanted to be remembered.  And so I made this for her, a girl I never knew, so we'll remember.



14 comments:

  1. this is so beautiful Sharmon! so poignantly made with love for a trace of a memory

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    1. Thank you Mo; when I saw the poem, I just couldn't ignore it or cover it up, you know?

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  2. For Emma ... how beautiful! We are gone but not always forgotten ... a lovely tribute and beautiful composition and color placement!

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  3. Thanks, Mary Ann! I like to think she would have appreciated it.

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  4. Well, I adore this piece, the old book and the butterfly, the stitches and the poem... so meaningful to me... your work is heartfelt and rich in both substance and texture ... x

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    1. Cat, you're too kind; I'm so glad you like the piece... I was quite inspired when I found the poem in this old book...

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  5. oh gosh,,,this gave me gooooosebumps when I read it.....very moving and the art is beautiful!
    Stay well.......

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    1. Cynnie, thanks so much for the kind words, and for stopping by! xo

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  6. A beautiful offering for one who passed through long ago and touched you now.

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  7. Thank you, Laura. it's such a strange and slightly surreal experience, to be touched by someone who lived so long ago...

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  8. A beautiful piece just for Emma. I find it very touching, Sharmon.

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    1. Thank you, Robyn. I never know what I'll find in these old books.

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  9. It is as if the butterfly is flying off the page and into our hearts. So lovely Sharmon...
    roxanne

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