I also read The Wake out loud. I realised quite soon that reading it as I read ‘ ordinary’ English was forcing me into my head. I was trying to work out the meanings of the words. Once I began to read it out loud it became something alive in my imagination. I was embodying the story in some way. The tale came alive in me and has never quite left since then. I love your ‘ Stag ‘ and wish I’d been able to purchase one of those drawings. Thanks for sharing. ❤️
Yes! The words started to come alive, I found, and it revealed a new / old way of reading to me, too. Great to hear of your experience.
As for the drawings, The Stag, The Hawk and Crow, The Fens and the Reflections are still at home in my drawing chest, so feel free to drop me an email by replying to the post if you want one of the originals.
I am also making prints of lots of my work this month, including a couple from this post. I'll write about it when they all arrive from the printer.
You wrote, "That is what my art wants the most - to be part of the daily lives of living people." I'm appreciating even these electronic images of your art but you sure periodically. Thank you! They're so beautiful! I can't imagine what it is to behold them face to face. I especially love the stag and the hawk and crow.
I love The Wake and also found that it needs to be spoken aloud. That was also my route to Dark Mountain (via Lucy Mangan then Kingsnorth). The earthiness of your illustrations is a perfect fit with the atmosphere and language of the book.
though i have only read about the wake, your watercolors conjure that world very easily inside me. on your recommendation i have just ordered paul's book. oddly enough i came to the substack to share something i discovered this morning which made me instantly think of you. how curious that this post should be so similar.
in my rilke study, my favorite translator, edward snow, dedicated his translation of the orpheus poems to denise levertov, saying that her poem 'a tree telling of orpheus' had sustained him throughout the work. it seems unlikely that you do not know that poem but every stanza begs for an illustration.
i supposed as well that you probably know someone who plays a lyre. the poem flew into my imagination as i read, the words metabolizing themselves as audio visual wonderment. what a magnificent short film. in any case your illustrations (in my head) were the heart of it. thank you again for this sweet, calming nest for over heated attention.
I also read The Wake out loud. I realised quite soon that reading it as I read ‘ ordinary’ English was forcing me into my head. I was trying to work out the meanings of the words. Once I began to read it out loud it became something alive in my imagination. I was embodying the story in some way. The tale came alive in me and has never quite left since then. I love your ‘ Stag ‘ and wish I’d been able to purchase one of those drawings. Thanks for sharing. ❤️
Yes! The words started to come alive, I found, and it revealed a new / old way of reading to me, too. Great to hear of your experience.
As for the drawings, The Stag, The Hawk and Crow, The Fens and the Reflections are still at home in my drawing chest, so feel free to drop me an email by replying to the post if you want one of the originals.
I am also making prints of lots of my work this month, including a couple from this post. I'll write about it when they all arrive from the printer.
Yes please 🙏🏻 The Stag is of great interest to me
Splendid to see these, Caro. Do you think that Illustrated Wake might ever see the light of day?
Not sure. I think Paul is quite busy ;)
Heh, yes, that's my impression too! :-)
You wrote, "That is what my art wants the most - to be part of the daily lives of living people." I'm appreciating even these electronic images of your art but you sure periodically. Thank you! They're so beautiful! I can't imagine what it is to behold them face to face. I especially love the stag and the hawk and crow.
I appreciate the art that you share periodically
Thank you for sharing this beauty with us, Caro.
It's high time for a monthly draw-draw to balance the jaw-jaw!
I had this same thought. Not because I tire of the words that pass through you, but because I hunger for the images that do.
I love The Wake and also found that it needs to be spoken aloud. That was also my route to Dark Mountain (via Lucy Mangan then Kingsnorth). The earthiness of your illustrations is a perfect fit with the atmosphere and language of the book.
though i have only read about the wake, your watercolors conjure that world very easily inside me. on your recommendation i have just ordered paul's book. oddly enough i came to the substack to share something i discovered this morning which made me instantly think of you. how curious that this post should be so similar.
in my rilke study, my favorite translator, edward snow, dedicated his translation of the orpheus poems to denise levertov, saying that her poem 'a tree telling of orpheus' had sustained him throughout the work. it seems unlikely that you do not know that poem but every stanza begs for an illustration.
i supposed as well that you probably know someone who plays a lyre. the poem flew into my imagination as i read, the words metabolizing themselves as audio visual wonderment. what a magnificent short film. in any case your illustrations (in my head) were the heart of it. thank you again for this sweet, calming nest for over heated attention.
I love these images, even in their tiny digital form, being viewed on my phone screen. Their fluidity captures my imagination ❤️