Woodland Musics For Elvish Dancing

“Woodland Musics For Elvish Dancing” by Molly Ovenden

Original. Acrylic on Watercolor Paper. Unframed. Part of the “Scrapings” Collection.

Approximate Dimensions:
11 inches x 15 inches

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How did it get its title?
When I look at this painting I see so much movement. Normally the squares I scrape are a steady line with little to no wavering. But, in this piece there are several wobbles and undulations that invoke a sense of movement–different from the linear pieces that usually come into existence. Then, since the dominant colors are brown and green, I knew this was happening among trees. And with a secret amount of metallic gold, it felt the richness of ancient Elvish wisdom.

Something I love about this painting is…
Every square is entirely different. My eyes keep moving to observe the stories dancing in each square. While I cannot and deliverately choose not to be in control of the outcome–this is an experiment in freedom from control, I love how cohesive it feels. I love the two squares on the outside of the middle row; like elves dancing, swaying their hips in time. The bottom right square has an especially pleasing-to-me texture and shape of the lift off. I’m really excited about this piece.

One more thing…
(Here’s a draft of a little something I wrote, inspired by this piece.)

“Woodland Musics For Elvish Dancing”
a piece by Molly Ovenden

And in the coolest part of the the night
When the cuckaras shout
Before taking flight
The cackles of cheeky children
Up so late on moonlit din
Skittering free as only elvish
Little ones can–

And in the ancient roots a song
Rumbles beneath their feet
Keeping time for life
Across Night and Day
Leafy breeze, deciduous trees
Movement wings its way
From roots to souls to fingertips

And in the coolest part of the night
That’s when the fairies come to play
Elvish rhythm draws out creatures
Once warring–for a moment
Peaceful merrymaking, starry-eyed

And in the coolest part of the night
When mamas dance and papas glide
It’s Woodland Musics For celebrations
Truest for most sacred of Elvish Dancing