I had a dream the other night of a woman in a floor length printed cotton dress. It hung on her and another woman came to her with a corset belt for her waist. Seemingly simple but it transformed the woman, the way she looked, the way she felt, the way she moved – she came alive… Almost like Dorothy’s ruby slippers or Cinderella’s glass slippers … something like that….I happened upon this today and it perfectly reflects the aesthetic mood of the dream.
Title Quote: F. Scott Fitzgerald
translation: ‘a home – a home I still remember, it’s ground beneath you and space above and being there and knowing why.’
A friend shared this humbling quote with me. We are going to paint it on a barn on his property – inspired by the Poetry Barns in Redwing, MN.
*If Not Winter // Sappho (Translated by Anne Carson)
if not, winter
] no pain
] I bid you sing
of Gongyla, Abanthis, taking up
your lyre as ( now again ) longing
floats around you,
you beauty. For her dress when you saw it
stirred you. And I rejoice.
In fact she herself once blamed me
because I prayed