Frozen Field
18"x24"
acrylic on canvas
$170 + $28 shipping (contact)
I hope that everyone has been having a great holiday season. I can't believe it's 2010 already...has anybody officially declared what we will call this decade? (i.e., the 10s? The 20-10s?)
David and I went shopping for Christmas records a few weeks ago, and although I was sad to find no fun 45s, we did come across a Bing Crosby LP, as well as a pretty amazing nugget: John Denver's Rocky Mountain Christmas, featuring a particularly curious track entitled "Please, Daddy (Don't Get Drunk This Christmas)." It doesn't quite fit in with "Silver Bells," and I'm not quite sure what inspired John to add this track to a list of otherwise soothing Christmas/wintry melodies. It's one of those songs that has strikingly depressing lyrics paired with an upbeat melody.
Announced by all the trumpets of the sky,
Arrives the snow, and, driving o'er the fields,
Seems nowhere to alight: the whited air
Hides hill and woods, the river, and the heaven,
And veils the farmhouse at the garden's end.
The sled and traveller stopped, the courier's feet
Delayed, all friends shut out, the housemates sit
Around the radiant fireplace, enclosed
In a tumultuous privacy of storm.
Come see the north wind's masonry.
Arrives the snow, and, driving o'er the fields,
Seems nowhere to alight: the whited air
Hides hill and woods, the river, and the heaven,
And veils the farmhouse at the garden's end.
The sled and traveller stopped, the courier's feet
Delayed, all friends shut out, the housemates sit
Around the radiant fireplace, enclosed
In a tumultuous privacy of storm.
Come see the north wind's masonry.
-Ralph Waldo Emerson, from "The Snow-Storm"
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