I Am Half Sick of
The Parting Gift
Acrylic, pencil and charcoal on 250g paper
71 x 55.7 cm
(Ships from Canada)
The title of this drawing is a line from the poem The Lady of Shalott (1832). In the poem, the Lady suffers from a mysterious curse and must continually weave images on her loom without ever looking directly out at the world. Instead, she looks into a mirror, which reflects the world around her castle. This work reflects the isolation, curiosity, and fear she must be feeling. Do we ever voluntarily curse ourselves not to see the world clearly?