from a collage in soft pastels and pen by Quinn Clarice Mae DeRuiter
The Woman on the Wall
carries stories hidden behind her closed eyes.
Her vibrant red lips
a story speaks in a blue feather.
Its whisper touches her shuttered eye.
A tear escapes. Grazes the feather.
Whispers the truth she carries
dark and deep
but alive with hope.
Someday she will tumble
from the wall.
Her feather, safe in her black hair,
lies tucked under the bird nest bun
that perches on her head
hat like but trembling
with new born birds.
Free, her stories birth as words.
The words & birds grow together
until the birds fly them both away.
The woman finds laughter.
Her eyes fly open.
They cannot stop staring.
Janice Eskridge ©2019
Quinn is my granddaughter. She created this drawing on her own time during an art day she carved out for her self. She wanted to do a collage and liked mixing the woman, the feather and the bird next bun. Currently Quinn is an art major at the University of Omaha. She just finished a semester abroad studying art in Florence, Italy. My poetic side likes her art. I will share more double art and writing adventures in the coming weeks. Quinn is on Instagram as femmefatale_quinn.
Reblogged this on sketchuniverse and commented:
👼📝 HELLO DARLINGS! TODAY WE’VE GOT A WONDERFUL SKETCH AND NICE WORDS. “A TEAR ESCAPES. GRAZES THE FEATHER. WHISPERS THE TRUTH SHE CARRIES’.
dark and deep
but alive with hope