Thursday, October 05, 2006

Elegant Choice Cries a Huge Fat Tear: Day Four


Elegant Choice weighs in with a remarkable contribution, in which he depicts a line from "Madame La Fleurie":

The black fugatos are strumming the blackness of black...
The thick strings stutter the finial gutturals.
He does not lie there remembering the blue-jay, say the jay.
His grief is that his mother should feed on him, himself and
what he saw,
In that distant chamber, a bearded queen, wicked in her dead
light.

I especially enjoy the beard of blood he has skillfully painted on his mother, and the bulging realistic tear rolling down his own nose. I notice that realism has been a strong feature of all the costumes posted thus far; let's try to keep that going, shall we?

2 comments:

johnny storm said...

This is nearly perfect. Horrific (the gore, the sweater), prophetic in tone (that font! to have illuminated the H would've been overkill). It's downright biblical. I've sent the link to my own mum.

---J.S.

Tricia said...

You're a good son, Johnny Storm.