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Seeing the same thing from a different angle.

Memorial Day Garden Gnome

Photography Prints

Flanders the garden gnome was inspired by the poem In Flanders Fields by LtCol John McRae.

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie,
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

I decided to do this piece with a program that simulates painting with brushes and paint, rather than my usual drawing and coloring in Photoshop. It was a very different experience. I had to pay more attention to how I handled the tools and make more purposeful strokes. So I spent a lot of time with this gnome and got to know him while I was painting him. We had a nice chat about how youngsters these days never watch where they’re going, just running along and tearing up all the flowers as they go. And he told me it is his honor to guard these poppies because there is no older or more potent magic than the spilling of blood, and the blood spilled where these poppies grow was the blood of men who volunteered to let theirs be spilled so others could live in peace and safety. It was impressed upon me that the gnomes would rather not have human wars breaking out on their doorsteps, but they know honor and love when they see it.

You can find my Garden of Remembrance Gnome at Fine Art America; RedBubble ; or on cards and postage, keychains, and other small gifts at Everyday Myth.


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