“Tyger Tyger, Burning Bright”
A watercolor I painted of the head of a tiger. I was really pleased with this piece after I finished it and was particularly struck by the fact that my tiger’s countenance seemed to project an inner glow of strength. The title of this painting, “Tyger Tyger, Burning Bright,” comes from the first line of a poem by William Blake called “The Tyger” which I immediately thought about as I was staring at my finished piece.
The opening lines of Blake’s poem are:
Tyger Tyger, burning bright,
In the forests of the night;
What immortal hand or eye,
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
A watercolor I painted of the head of a tiger. I was really pleased with this piece after I finished it and was particularly struck by the fact that my tiger’s countenance seemed to project an inner glow of strength. The title of this painting, “Tyger Tyger, Burning Bright,” comes from the first line of a poem by William Blake called “The Tyger” which I immediately thought about as I was staring at my finished piece.
The opening lines of Blake’s poem are:
Tyger Tyger, burning bright,
In the forests of the night;
What immortal hand or eye,
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
A watercolor I painted of the head of a tiger. I was really pleased with this piece after I finished it and was particularly struck by the fact that my tiger’s countenance seemed to project an inner glow of strength. The title of this painting, “Tyger Tyger, Burning Bright,” comes from the first line of a poem by William Blake called “The Tyger” which I immediately thought about as I was staring at my finished piece.
The opening lines of Blake’s poem are:
Tyger Tyger, burning bright,
In the forests of the night;
What immortal hand or eye,
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?