The Human Abstract

The Human Abstract

<sub>Pity would be no more
If we did not make somebody poor,
And Mercy no more could be
If all were as happy as we.

And mutual fear brings Peace,
Till the selfish loves increase;
Then Cruelty knits a snare,
And spreads his baits with care.

He sits down with holy fears,
And waters the ground with tears;
Then Humility takes its root
Underneath his foot.

Soon spreads the dismal shade
Of Mystery over his head,
And the caterpillar and fly
Feed on the Mystery.

And it bears the fruit of Deceit,
Ruddy and sweet to eat,
And the raven his nest has made
In its thickest shade.

The gods of the earth and sea
Sought through nature to find this tree,
But their search was all in vain:
There grows one in the human Brain.</sub>


William Blake, Songs of Experience

This was an English assignment: to illustrate one of William Blake's peices from Songs of Experience & Songs of Innocence. This was The Human Abstract, done in micron pen on watercolor paper. I intended to paint over it, but thought better of it when I finished. I'll let you interpret the imagry for yourself.