I love the images formed in my head while listening to songs, wordless music and poetry. They never come out the same on paper, but I find it inspirational trying to make the transfer. I wondered if anyone alse does the same, or even would just like to post a poem or set of lyrics they would like to illustrate themselves or would like someone else to.

I drew this as a response to Suzanne Vega's song "Small Blue Thing"

Today I am
A small blue thing
Like a marble
Or an eye

With my knees against my mouth
I am perfectly round
I am watching you

I am cold against your skin
You are perfectly reflected
I am lost inside your pocket
I am lost against
Your fingers

I am falling down the stairs
I am skipping on the sidewalk
I am thrown against the sky

I am raining down in pieces
I am scattering like light
Scattering like light
Scattering like light

Today I am
A small blue thing
Made of china
Made of glass

I am cool and smooth and curious
I never blink
I am turning in your hand
Turning in your hand
Small blue thing

All drawings in my "Posters" gallery are inspired by music. "Korn Shoots and Ladders Poster" was made for a school competition. The task was to make a drawing listening to one song.

The picture you talk of is a fascinating drawing. It really drew me into a world you created - you should put a link to it from here. are there any lyrics you like particularly?

I just found another suitable pic. Suitable because it's basedon a poem by my favourite poet Rainer Maria von Rilke called An die Musik, To Music!


Musik: Atem der Statuen, vielleicht:

Stille der Bilder. Du Sprache, wo Sprachen

enden, du Zeit,

die senkrecht steht auf der Richtung vergehender Herzen.

Gef?hle zu wem? O du,der Gef?hle

Wandlung in was?: in h?rbare Landschaft.

Du Fremde: Musik. Du uns entwachsener

Herzraum. Innigstes unser, das, uns ?bersteigend,

hinausdr?ngt —,heiliger Abschied:

da uns das Innre umsteht

als ge?bteste Ferne, als andre

Seite der Luft,

rein,

riesig,

nicht mehr bewohnbar.

Music. The breathing of statues. Perhaps:
The silence of pictures.You, language where all
languages end. You, time
standing straight up out of the direction
of hearts passing on.

Feeling, for whom? O the transformation
of feeling into what?— into audible landscape.
Music: you stranger. Passion which
has outgrown us. Our inner most being,
transcending, driven out of us,—
holiest of departures:
inner worlds now
the most practiced of distances, as
the other side of thin air:
pure,
immense
no longer habitable





One I've done but posted else where under a different topic, but would love to see another take on is

"In White"


A dented spider like a snow drop white
On a white Heal-all, holding up a moth
Like a white piece of lifeless satin cloth -
Saw ever curious eye so strange a sight? -
Portent in little, assorted death and blight
Like the ingredients of a witches' broth? -
The beady spider, the flower like a froth,
And the moth carried like a paper kite.

What had that flower to do with being white,
The blue prunella every child's delight.
What brought the kindred spider to that height?
(Make we no thesis of the miller's plight.)
What but design of darkness and of night?
Design, design! Do I use the word aright?


Robert Frost

Here it is - http://www.drawspace.com/forums/index.php?...i&img=19619

I wasn't thinking of lyrics, I just wanted to represent the whole mood of that song, it's idea. The whole song except the chorus is made out of nursery rhymes. Here's what Jonathan Davis (Korn's vocalist) says about that song: "It was written because all these little kids sing these nursery rhymes and they don't know what they originally meant. Everyone is so happy when singing 'Ring Around the Rosie' but it is about the Black Plague. All of them have these evil stories behind them."