The full moon and the tree

I was so restless last night that I went for a walk at midnight, feeling like a werewolf as I strode along the dirt track that leads to the top of the craggy ridge behind the university, dimly lit by the moon in her clear sky. It was so quiet up there, a peace that was disturbed only by the voices of coyotes calling in the distance, or an occasional bird rising and calling as my passing disturbed it. I sat at the top of the ridge and enjoyed the wind on my face and the stars glistening in the open sky. I tightened the hood of my jacket and breathed into the cloth, lying down on the rocky ground and enjoying the warm California night. I wish I had brought my sleeping bag, I would have slept there. Perhaps I will tonight.

It was beautiful.

How will the moon become part of the design of the tree? Perhaps it’s in the palette of the piece if I go toward the creamy yellows of the moon and the silver of her light. If the fabric is soft and translucent it will give me the feeling of the moonlight, especially if it’s lit cool and dim.

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Michael Pearce is an artist, writer, and professor of art. He is the author of "Art in the Age of Emergence."
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1 Response to The full moon and the tree

  1. deb says:

    There’s an All About Eve song about Lady Moonlight, I can’t help but hear it in my head when the moon is full…

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