The soul of the cellos

Back to old studies.
Here is a fragment of a text by Villiers de l'Isle Adam.
One translation could be : "Is the soul of the cellos carried away by the cry of a broken string?"

I found a dead leaf already damaged whose shape reminded me of the instrument and the text came back to my mind.
So I acid-etched the text on a zinc plate and transferred the picture of the leaf using acrylic binder to accompany the quotation.
It is not totally finished, the author's name and signature are missing, but, as usual, I will try to make them invisible ; so you can consider that you are looking at the final version of the work.

B as Blue

A initial for a little boy, so necessarily blue since his first name begins with a B ;-)

I show you some steps of the realization so that you can follow my progress.

the pencil structure to delimit the spaces

painting of the letter and gilding

some steps of the filigree

and the final version

Guillevic

I have read again for the umpteenth time the collection Du domaine by Guillevic.
I find new inspiration with each reading.

A slate engraving, filled with rust & wax for a poem about time
(home made translation : Here the time, believes itslef innocent)

and a poem on rain (and time), engraved on a terracotta pot, which I have already posted in video but of which I give you a still image (I recommend the video, the problem of the pots being their roundness which prevents us to cover their entire circumference at a glance).

Joe, William, Jack & Averell