Another piece that popped into my head and had to be realized. I thought the face looked a bit like Audrey Hepburn but the image was from my imagination.
Tom wrote a wonderful sonnet to accompany this one. I took the title for the painting from his poem.
Is there a dancer dreaming of the flowers
or a flower dreaming of the dance
waving on the winds that sweep and scour
the stage while all the chorus line’s advance
is checked by stems too short for metre’s travel
and so they bow and shimmy in reverse
before their strict formation can unravel
into a flock of petals, or still worse
inelegant and wobbly razzle-dazzle
unfit for such refined and proper blooms
despite just feeling oh so slightly frazzled
knowing that the end of dancing looms?
For days the flowers dance upon the breeze
bringing all who see them to their knees.
I didn’t start with a particular dance in mind – it just seemed full of movement. Maybe there are tam-tams playing – that seems about right 🙂 a park, and tam-tams… summer’s end…
UPDATE: New summers-end poem from Tom – thanks!!
For we who dance at summer’s end will sway to beats that pulse and bend along the geodesic line toward the equinocal time where darkness balances the light: this long day wanes, encroaching night extends its fingers up the sky but still we dance, though winter’s nigh!
I’m not quite sure if she’s feeling smug or impatient… this was a very quick doodle trying to capture a more elusive type of expression – and you can read into it what you want! … with this rather loose style, it looks a more like Cinderella before the fairy godmother did her bit!
UPDATE: Here’s Tom’s poem – this girl has attitude!
You wanna piece of me? I’m sayin’
this dress won’t mend itself!
So if you wanna dance you’re payin’
or get back on the shelf!
I’ve had enough of little boys
who think they’re big tough men:
they’re still playin’ with their toys,
no cockerel for a hen
who’s got the chops I got, boyo,
you see this body here?
You wanna piece of this? Oh no!
You gotta have no fear!
So step right up and do your best.
I’ll knock you right back down
unless you pass my special test
and give me my own crown!