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week 11: preludes

Posted on March 18, 2012 by aks

Preludes
by T.S. Eliot

THE WINTER evening settles down
With smell of steaks in passageways.
Six o’clock.
The burnt-out ends of smoky days.
And now a gusty shower wraps
The grimy scraps
Of withered leaves about your feet
And newspapers from vacant lots;
The showers beat
On broken blinds and chimney-pots,
And at the corner of the street
A lonely cab-horse steams and stamps.
And then the lighting of the lamps.


Moving from Whitman’s road to Eliot’s street…a big difference in mood. I’m including the 1st of 4 preludes above. For the full version of the poem –> see this link.

I am working from a photograph of the San Francisco Symphony Hall back when they had the large banner of MTT hanging.  I feel like the Symphony Hall is a shining island surrounded by gray, grimy streets. Part of the reason I love the city so much is that there are so many images and worlds of contrast here — no part is better or worse to me — just different and all part of what makes living here a meaningful experience.
Preludes I, gouache on paper, 8 x 11 inches

 

Preludes II, gouache on paper, 9 x 6 inches

 

Preludes (sketch), pencil on paper, 10 x 10 inches



Street (After Museo Sans)
, pencil on paper, 5-1/2 x 8-1/2 inches

 

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