Tuesday, December 23, 2008

The Circus Animals' Desertion III

"The Circus Animals' Desertion III"

In stanzas 2-4, Yeats tells us that he can do little but "enumerate old themes." In stanza 4, he says of what he has written:

It was the dream itself enchanted me:
character isolated by deed.
To engross the present and dominate memory.
Players and painted stage took all my love,
And not those things they were emblems of.

In my drawing, each character is isolated by a deed: walking on stilts, tug of war, balancing on a pig, training a dog to jump through a hoop. My little goat is watching with amusement from behind the curtain.


Elisabeth said...

Am enjoying your folk art interpretations. I love to create folk art-style images. Thank you very much for sharing your drawings and the words inspiring you. Looks like you are having a delightful time.

ggw07 said...

The phantasmagoria comes alive! I like this active scene.
Thank you for the Yeats' quotes and your interpretation.
A glorious holiday!

V said...

Yet, from where does their power arise?



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