A Little Bit of Process: Sower

For a panel in my work-in-progress, I first sketched out the image I had in my head (3 Jl 2021):

pencil sketch of a faceless, hairless body walking to the left; with her left hand she tosses five small objects away from her; the ground slopes behind her and a sun occupies the top left corner; an orange line is drawn roughly around the image on the left and at bottom

Afterwards I wrote a brief description in the word-processing document that includes the text for the entire story:

<ZAJ: walking along barren, bare yellow-brown land, casting handful of five tiny dark-brown seeds to ground, has NO bag with more seeds; wears simple jeans loose and baggy, thin button-up long-sleeved shirt open at top with undershirt beneath, sleeves rolled at elbows, boots under pants legs; show land going on and on around her, all bare>

A year and a half later (7 Fb 2023) I finally got around to doing a regular drawing, which I did without more than a glance at the original sketch. I ended up with this:

pencil drawing of a woman walking towards the right but looking towards the left; with her right hand she tosses five small items away from her; the land in the background looks rough and shows no vegetation

Two months later I happened to look at the sketch version again and couldn’t help thinking it was much superior in feeling to the “finished” drawing (which I had examined recently when posting it in “Teaser Fragments 8”).

So I made a new drawing (12 Ap 2023):

pencil drawing of a woman walking towards the left; with her left hand she tosses five small items away from her; the sloping land in the background looks rough and shows no vegetation; a large sun occupies the top right corner

And I’ll be using this one for the final work.

Reflections: Into the Woods (1987 musical)

photo of an exceptionally uninspiring cover for a DVD of the 1987 musical Into the Woods, featuring the original Broadway cast; it shows mostly text on a green background, listing cast members’ names, with a small photo picturing the principal performers

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Some themes, some quotations:

Is what you wish for what you want?

innocence and experience

“He’s a very nice prince” follows close on the heels of another statement about “nice,” but you might not think of that the first time you hear it.

“Wanting a ball isn’t wanting a prince.”

“You may know what you need, but to get what you want, better see that you keep what you have!”

People change in the woods; the changes might not always be good.

“You will never love someone else’s child the way you love your own,” says Cinderella’s stepmother, who will later take a knife to her own daughters.

“How do you know who you are if you don’t know what you want?”

“Children can only grow from something you love to something you lose.”

“No one is alone”—but in reality, to have others on your side takes a choice, from them.

Be careful the tale you tell: the effects of your parenting can last longer than you realize, whether you’ve told your daughter to be nice and good, abandoned your son, cursed your daughter if she breaks a rule, or made your son feel he’s not good enough.

At the start of Into the Woods we’re introduced to a group of wishes: Jack wishes Milky White would give milk, Jack’s mother wishes her son were not a fool and for food and money to live, the baker and his wife wish to have a child, the witch wants to be young and beautiful again, and Cinderella wishes . . . to go to the festival.

Cinderella’s wish is trivial in the context of her life: she’s trapped in misery, an object of exploitation and of physical, mental, and emotional abuse (as a result of her father’s bad decisions, as it happens). She visits the grave of her mother, who sings, “Do you know what you wish? Are you certain what you wish is what you want?”

Despite that question, when given the choice for a wish, still Cinderella chooses to go to the festival.

There’s no sign she has thought of the festival as anything more than a brief diversion from her misery (and either way, she could’ve just asked for the new life directly). Why isn’t she asking to be taken away from her awful environment or wishing for some sort of lasting relief? Can she not imagine herself as anything more than other people’s tool? Has she been made to believe this is all she’s worth? Tragically, she seems to have no dream beyond looking in on someone else’s privileged life.

Later she asks how you know who you are if you don’t know what you want.

She doesn’t know what she wants, or can’t articulate it, and so she makes a stupid, small wish when she could’ve had much more.

In Into the Woods, Jack is a central character, and we’re likely to think about his wishes, his desires, but in the prologue song his mother also voices wishes, and the first one is “I wish my son were not a fool.” This is the wish that gets granted, but at a very high price.

The consequences of one person’s actions ripple out and out—and combine with ripples from other people’s actions in ways no one expected.

How are you to know what will come of what you do? How much responsibility do you bear for what you didn’t foresee, and will you accept it?

“You move just a finger / Say the slightest word / Something’s bound to linger / Be heard. / No one acts alone. / Careful! / No one is alone.”

No matter what you do, children won’t listen; be careful what you do, children will listen; be careful what you wish, wishes are children.