March, Helen Hunt Jackson (1886)
Month which the warring ancients strangely styled
The month of war,--as if in their fierce ways
Were any month of peace!--in thy rough days
I find no war in Nature, though the wild
Winds clash and clang, and broken boughs are piled
At feet of writhing trees. The violets raise
Their heads without affright, without amaze,
And sleep through all the din, as sleeps a child.
And he who watches well may well discern
Sweet expectation in each living thing.
Like pregnant mother the sweet earth doth yearn;
In secret joy makes ready for the spring;
And hidden, sacred, in her breast doth bear
Annunciation lilies for the year.
HOLY GUACAMOLY, WHERE THE FUCK DID FEBRUARY GO?!
Anyways, here we are again, I think! Sooo... some changes will come along in march and I have some things to say in regards of.... art... who would've thought >w<"
First things first, I decided to change the covers up! I don't know why, but the entire "Jade" thing doesn't really come across in the "old" cover as I wanted it to, so I thought I'd add a bit more of that crystal-theme to the cover. And now that I made the new cover for Jade I wanna make them all match again, sooo... I'll be changing things around again...
Anyways, here's the old one, so you can say your farewells ^-^
YOU ARE READING
jade - artbook 2021
Random"when it comes to art, it's important not to hide the madnes" ~ atticus so you found my artbook for 2o21, eh? this is the place, where i'll gather all my drawings and document my thoughts and feelings along the process, whilst also ranting about my...