Over on my favourite art journalling group Cafe Dell Arte it was Becky’s turn this week to host our weekly prompt, Becky chose the first line of Sylvia Plath’s poem ‘You’re’ as a starting point: You’re…..Clownlike, happiest on your hands, Feet to the stars.
I googled up the poem as I wanted to know the full poem to get a feel for it so I would know what to create for my page, the full poem is printed below:
Clownlike, happiest on your hands,
Feet to the stars, and moon-skulled,
Gilled like a fish. A common-sense
Thumbs-down on the dodo’s mode.
Wrapped up in yourself like a spool,
Trawling your dark, as owls do.
Mute as a turnip from the Fourth
Of July to All Fools’ Day,
O high-riser, my little loaf.
Vague as fog and looked for like mail.
Farther off than Australia.
Bent-backed Atlas, our traveled prawn.
Snug as a bud and at home
Like a sprat in a pickle jug.
A creel of eels, all ripples.
Jumpy as a Mexican bean.
Right, like a well-done sum.
A clean slate, with your own face on.
- Sylvia Plath
Next I used Neo-colour watercolour crayons and scribbled the colours on the page: