I've been asked to record a work while it is in process. I will do my best but I tend to work close to deadlines! I have a piece I am currently working on which I have titled Metamorphosis. It is a fairy emerging from a bottle. My goal is to take photos and post pics as I go along. But we all know how best intentions are!
by May Sarton (May 3, 1912 - July 16, 1995)
Always it happens when we are not there -
The tree leaps up alive into the air,
Small open parasols of Chinese green
Wave on each twig. But who has ever seen
The latch sprung, the bud as it burst?
Spring always manages to get there first.
Lovers of wind, who will have been aware
Of a faint stirring in the empty air,
Look up one day through a dissolving screen
To find no star, but this multiplied green,
Shadow on shadow, singing sweet and clear.
Listen, lovers of wind, the leaves are here!