I'm taking a break from cherita today, but not from ekphrasis. The painting below, "Icon Painters," is by a Russian artist, Yelena Polenova. It was created in 1887.
"Icon Painters" by Elena Polenova, courtesy The Athenaeum.
The icon painter leaves the workshop
and returns with a deftly carved
and painted churn. He places it in front.
"I'm blessed with many, talented children."
"So I see," says the student artist who
has come to render the icon master.
"Your eldest son is your apprentice.
Your youngest's little hands fill in.
The strong one grinds your pigments.
Your twin boys prepare the panels."
"Yes, but we need to recognize my
daughter, too," says the icon painter.
"She tends the garden. Sweeps the floors
Mends our aprons. Collects the eggs.
She milks the cow. Churns our butter.
And, cleans my brushes of their color."
"Ah, you honor the Lord with paint and gold,
the Lord honors you with treasure."
© Diane Mayr, all rights reserved.
It is probably completely unrealistic to think such a tribute to a daughter would have happened. But, I can imagine it, which is the advantage of having poetic license! Certainly a businessman would understand the importance of a hardworking work crew.
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