It has been many weeks since I've created an art journal page, but I literally compelled myself to go to the "creation table" today and work. A little bit here, a little bit there, and voila: my tribute to Gerard Manley Hopkins and my very favorite of all his poems, "Pied Beauty." Each time I read Hopkins, I feel utterly elated.
GLORY be to God for dappled things—
For skies of couple-colour as a brinded cow;
For rose-moles all in stipple upon trout that swim;
Fresh-firecoal chestnut-falls; finches’ wings;
Landscape plotted and pieced—fold, fallow, and plough;
And áll trádes, their gear and tackle and trim.
All things counter, original, spare, strange;
Whatever is fickle, freckled (who knows how?)
With swift, slow; sweet, sour; adazzle, dim;
He fathers-forth whose beauty is past change: