“Our ordinary mind always tries to persuade us that we are nothing but acorns and that our greatest happiness will be to become bigger, fatter, shinier acorns; but that is of
interest only to pigs. Our faith gives us knowledge of something better:
that we can become oak trees.” E F Schumacher
Threnody was a new word for me. It means lament.
I wrote recently about some eco prints on silk I made from windfall oak flowers and young oak leaves from a park I often walk through.
How the park will soon become housing and the trees felled, so they may never see another Spring.
So my eco prints will become epitaphs for this park, its trees and the birds and other creatures who live there.
Then I found this beautiful music Threnody by Goldmund – composer and sound designer Keith Kenniff. He is also Helios and Mint Julep.
A new composer to me. A new word and a new composer.
Here are more of the eco prints on silk I made from the windfall oak flowers and young oak leaves I collected from this park.
Enjoy the haunting and apt music.
Poetic Mapping: Walking Into Art 