Inspiration

Art that in some way directly inspired the EP. A good grounding to make sure I'm not just copying the things I love. Some pictures scale funny on desktop but you can click 'em and everything will be alright.

"You Might as well Lay down That rose and fold the flag"

Ephemera, William Butler Yeats

'Your eyes that once were never weary of mine
Are bowed in sorrow under pendulous lids,
Because our love is waning.'

And then she:
'Although our love is waning, let us stand
By the long border of the lake once more,
Together in that hour of gentleness
When the poor tired child, Passion, falls asleep:
How far away the stars seem, and how far
Is our first kiss, and ah, how old my heart!'

Pensive they paced along the faded leaves,
While slowly he whose hand held hers replied:
'Passion has often worn our wandering hearts.'

The woods were round them, and the yellow leaves
Fell like faint meteors in the gloom, and once
A rabbit old and lame limped down the path;
Autumn was over him: and now they stood
On the lone border of the lake once more:
Turning, he saw that she had thrust dead leaves
Gathered in silence, dewy as her eyes,
In bosom and hair.

'Ah, do not mourn,' he said,
'That we are tired, for other loves await us;
Hate on and love through unrepining hours.
Before us lies eternity; our souls
Are love, and a continual farewell.

Hemlock - Joan Mitchell (1956) — *Hemlock -* Joan Mitchell (1956)

Illustration from John Gardner's Grendel — Illustration from John Gardner's *Grendel*

Jewel - Kiki Smith (2004) — *Jewel* - Kiki Smith (2004)

Touch - Kiki Smith (2005) — *Touch* - Kiki Smith (2005)

Moon - Larry Seaman — *Moon* - Larry Seaman

Flycatcher - Minta Lin (2016) — *Flycatcher* - Minta Lin (2016)

Opening segment from Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives (2010), dir. Apichatpong Weerasethakul

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Inspiration for the first Stanza of Sonnet 1: Under the Sun; Heel; From High Places; The Morning.

The Second Coming

Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.

Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: somewhere in the sands of the desert
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds.

The darkness drops again; but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?

— W.B. Yeats

Untitled - Kaitlin Merchant (2016) — *Untitled* - Kaitlin Merchant (2016)

Y por las noches gemia [And by night it moaned] - Manuel Alvarez Bravo (1945) — *Y por las noches gemia [And by night it moaned]* - Manuel Alvarez Bravo (1945)

Black Sienna - Franz Kline (1960) — *Black Sienna* - Franz Kline (1960)

Melancholia - Directed by Lars Von Trier (2011)