Playing with scale

As we get closer to Christmas Day, I move between two states. One. Oh my, I have so much to do and those tasks loom overhead threatening to crush me. And two. Oh, it’s fine, it will all get done, it’s not that bad. We all have had these moments when a task feels larger than life, too big to accomplish and we make it even bigger by thinking and over-thinking about it. Then somehow the light shifts and changes our perspective and all of a sudden we grow in stature, determination and efficiency and like that, all is well. My wish for you is that you find yourself in the latter mindset more than the former. Wallace Stevens writes this much better than I with his poem, A Rabbit as King of the Ghost.

A Rabbit as King of the Ghosts
The difficulty to think at the end of day,
When the shapeless shadow covers the sun
And nothing is left except light on your fur

And August the most peaceful month.

To be, in the grass, in the peacefullest time,

Without that monument of cat,

The cat forgotten in the moon;

And to feel that the light is a rabbit-light,

In which everything is meant for you

And nothing need be explained;

Then there is nothing to think of. It comes of itself;

And east rushes west and west rushes down,

No matter. The grass is full

And full of yourself. The trees around are for you,

The whole of the wideness of night is for you,

A self that touches all edges,

You become a self that fills the four corners of night.

The red cat hides away in the fur-light

And there you are humped high, humped up,

You are humped higher and higher, black as stone—

You sit with your head like a carving in space

And the little green cat is a bug in the grass.

Today’s Assignment:

1. You got it, you are going to play with scale today. Pair two things that are mis-scaled.

2. Choose a background that fools with perspective.

3. Add some other elements.