It is the Harvest Moon! On gilded vanes and roofs of villages, on woodland crests and their aerial neighborhoods of nests deserted, on the curtained window-panes of rooms where children sleep, on country lanes and harvest-fields, its mystic splendor rests. –Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The Village Rests Under the Promise of the Harvest Moon
56 x 37 x 0 inches
The painting began abstract with the green drips and soon evolved into a story-like image. The full dimensions of the canvas edge to edge is 60 H x 41.25 W x 0 D.
Ships rolled in a tube.
The flame-red moon, the harvest moon, rolls along the hills, gently bouncing, a vast balloon, till it takes off, and sinks upward to lie on the bottom of the sky, like a gold doubloon. The harvest moon has come, booming softly through heaven, like a bassoon. And the earth replies all night, like a deep drum. –Ted Hughes
