This is the first unfinished drawing I’ve posted, I don’t want to blow it by just trying to finish it and get it out of the way. The person who requested it asked for a drawing based on this poem by e.e. cummings:
my love is building a building
around you,a frail slippery
house,a strong fragile house
(beginning at the singular beginning
of your smile)a skilful uncouth
prison, a precise clumsy
prison(building thatandthis into Thus,
Around the reckless magic of your mouth)
my love is building a magic, a discrete
tower of magic and(as i guess)
when Farmer Death(whom fairies hate)shall
crumble the mouth-flower fleet
He’ll not my tower,
laborious, casual
where the surrounded smile
hangs
breathless
I feel like I took the whole thing too literally, with the buildings hugging (based on this) and the pseudo Mona Lisa smile, but that’s just where I am, not in a super sophisticated place as an illustrator, just trying to work where I’m at. Maybe it’s done just like this.
We’ll see where life takes us tomorrow.
Wow – I feel really shallow b/c I was thinking of asking for a drawing of Pee-Wee.
It’s NOT shallow to ask for a picture of my furry little boyfriend.
Terrific! I love your interpretation.
Duuuuuude. That was my request, and I was definitely thinking something along the lines of buildings hugging.
Because “Literal” is my middle name*…
*(not true, it’s Ann…)
Heeeeeey that’s the Fred&Ginger building here in Prague! I’m so impressed with you.