I WANDERED lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils; Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the milky way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance. The waves beside them danced; but they Out-did the sparkling waves in glee: A poet could not but be gay, In such a jocund company: I gazed--and gazed--but little thought What wealth the show to me had brought: For oft, when on my couch I lie In vacant or in pensive mood, They flash upon that inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude; And then my heart with pleasure fills, And dances with the daffodils. William Wordsmith, 1804
Thursday, May 05, 2011
Day 57-58 - I Wandered Lonely As A Cloud (digital art)
This was a 2-day project, mostly because "Gandalf The Silver" (a Dell laptop) has a slow processor.Other than that, this was a fun birthday project for my 23-year-old daughter, Brittani. Happy Birthday Britti! The daffodils were photographed in my garden, then taken into Photoshop and given a painty look. I added her favorite poem, I Wandered Lonely As A Cloud, painted up a canvas, mounted it and hung it in her room.
Posted by Lisa Skye