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Monday, January 3, 2011

Sculpture and the New Year.

New Year's sculpture under construction.

Finished artwork on the way out of the studio.

 
Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.

 -- Robert Frost
 
This poem was in my thoughts as 
I constructed the New Year sculpture.
More on this in the next post. 
 
For the back-story on Gracewood Studio's 
New Year sculptures click here 
or here
 

2 comments:

Susan Gallacher-Turner and Michael Turner said...

Love the poem and I can see how much it inspired your sculpture for the new year. Loved being part of your yearly ritual again this year!

granit said...

It's interesting. I feel as Japanese that I want set Buddha in front of the leaf.