'Sit on my finger, sing in my ear, O littleblood.' Tote Bag
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About this artwork
Inspired by the havoc and horror apparent in the world, and referencing Ted Hughes poem 'The Crow'
The last words of the work
O littleblood, hiding from the mountains in the mountains Wounded by stars and leaking shadow Eating the medical earth. O littleblood, little boneless little skinless Ploughing with a linnet’s carcase Reaping the wind and threshing the stones. O littleblood, drumming in a cow’s skull Dancing with a gnat’s feet With an elephant’s nose with a crocodile’s tail. Grown so wise grown so terrible Sucking death’s mouldy tits. Sit on my finger, sing in my ear, O littleblood.
The poems that comprise the work 'The Crow' was described as a 'vast, folk epic' by Hughes.
' God is having a nightmare. This hand/voice – this thing - arrives at the moment he falls asleep and grabs him round the throat, rushes him through the Universe, pushes him beyond the stars and ploughs up the earth with his face and throws him back into heaven. The moment he dozes off this hand arrives and it all happens again, and he can’t understand what there can be in his creation which is so hostile… Eventually this voice/hand speaks.'
A riveting work.