SSD Painting Series #6: Hope is the Thing with Feathers
This phrase, of course, reminds us of the difficult porch conversation between Shane and Oliver. But it has a deeper meaning for me, because it also reminds me of my grandmother, who is probably the reason I paint. She was such a talented artist, although her medium of choice was watercolors and I am definitely an acrylic girl! My grandmother collected feathers and wore them in her hair. She said they made her think of the Holy Spirit. To this day, whenever I see a feather on the ground, I think of her.
This phrase also originates from a beautiful poem. The text to the poem is included below, which I found here, written by Emily Dickinson. I won't offer any of my own thoughts. I'm just going to let the poem speak for itself. Enjoy POstables.
"Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,
And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.
I've heard it in the chillest land,
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me."
Painting notes: I used this YouTube video to help with painting the feather!