"One voice of all he remembers most dearly as his dream
buckets down. Lazy early Rosie with the flaxen thatch,
whom he shared with Tom-Fred the donkeyman and many
another seaman, cleasrly and near to him speaks from the
bedroom of her dust. In that gulf and haven, fleets by the
dozen have anchored for the little heaven of the night;
but she speaks to Captain napping Cat alone."
--from Under Milk Wood, by Dylan Thomas
This saucy little lady is Rosie Probert from Dylan Thomas' play, Under Milk Wood. I am a real nerd for interesting word combinations and poetic phrases, and Thomas' mastery of language blows my mind. Just humor me a bit longer and read the opening line:
"It is spring, moonless night in the small town, starless
and bible-black, the cobblestreets silent and the hunched,
courters'-and-rabbits' wood limping invisible down to the
sloeblack, slow, black, crowblack, fishingboatbobbing sea."
Pure poetry! I fell in love with this play with my high school drama club, and performed the part of Rosie Probert, so it was a lot of fun to revisit that role and bring her to life in a new way. Between this clothed figure class and my perspective drawing class, my illustration skills have advanced by leaps and bounds... this assignment was a great high note to end my work for the semester!