Perched! – Original painting by Christy Sobolewski

This is the back of the chair where I sit down to paint each day. Across from the table is a matching chair and this is the view I see when I look up from the table. Just this bit of the chair back.

I recently fell in love with a painting by another artist titled “The thing with feathers” and the titled reminded me of this poem:

“Hope” is the thing with feathers—
That perches in the soul—
And sings the tune without the words—
And never stops—at all—

And sweetest—in the Gale—is heard—
And sore must be the storm—
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm—

I’ve heard it in the chillest land—
And on the strangest Sea—
Yet, never, in Extremity,
It asked a crumb—of Me.

by Emily Dickinson

And so I painted my version and titled it “Perched!”