"They who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night."
- from Eleonora, by Edgar Allan Poe
Today was tough. I had a clear, specific vision for the metalwork I was forging. But, the enamel and I did not agree as to how it would work into the piece. It did not do what I needed it to do. In the kiln, out of the kiln, in the kiln, out of the kiln, over and over at 1450 degrees.
Sometimes, learning a new process is very difficult. I spent three days working up to this point only to fall flat and not accomplish my goals. But, mistakes are good. You learn from them. You change your design. You adapt and bend. Problem is, I really loved my design and didn't much feel like bending. So, I'll keep at it. Luckily, I have more ideas and will not give up. I am not ready to accept defeat.
What I am ready for is Day Two of my Poe Celebration!
Here's today's black wrapped present from dear Linda Duffy cozy in the sand.
And, let's just see what lurks behind those cemetery stones...
It's a Poe Collage!
Lovely on both sides.
Thank you, Linda for bringing smiles to me after a frustrating day. I so appreciate your wonderful gift.
I will leave you all until tomorrow with a poem from our guest of honor...
Alone
From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were; I have not seen
As others saw; I could not bring
My passions from a common spring.
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow; I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone;
And all I loved, I loved alone.
Then- in my childhood, in the dawn
Of a most stormy life- was drawn
From every depth of good and ill
The mystery which binds me still:
From the torrent, or the fountain,
From the red cliff of the mountain,
From the sun that round me rolled
In its autumn tint of gold,
From the lightning in the sky
As it passed me flying by,
From the thunder and the storm,
And the cloud that took the form
(When the rest of Heaven was blue)
Of a demon in my view.
-Edgar Allan Poe
What a fabulous idea you all have here.....and after reading your post, and the previous one, I am magically falling under a POE spell, I need more!! Thanks for all your inspiration!
Posted by: sharon | October 15, 2009 at 08:33 PM
What a coincidence: I´ve written down this beautiful poem into my notebook just two months ago to use it for some further art projects!
Lovely pictures again!
Posted by: Marion | October 16, 2009 at 04:40 AM
Poe and perseverance...what a great combination!
Posted by: Sherry | October 16, 2009 at 05:23 AM
What a great collage. And a wonderful poem.
Posted by: Tamerie Shriver | October 16, 2009 at 08:00 AM
metal smiting is good for you Kelly... working with heat , forming the hard surface take skill, strength and determination and hard work. and lets not forget courage as sometimes you can loose a piece after days of labor to fire or another miscalculated mishap!
and you can bet I will for sure be creating a poetry scarf from this Poe snippet! LOVE IT! so toured yet oh so brave and forthright!
Posted by: ruth rae | October 16, 2009 at 01:09 PM