In a difficult moment, even the art world is sending messages and initiatives in order to help people remain creatively stimulated. A recent example comes to us from Normandy by David Hockney, who chose to spend his quarantine period here. Place where he had gone after the opening of his exhibition at the National Portrait Gallery in London, a large retrospective of drawings, from the beginning in the 1950s to the present day.
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Although the exhibition is currently closed to the public because of the Coronavirus, it did not stop the artist from making beautiful things, including a painting that he wanted to share with the world, to bring a message of hope.
The work "Do remember they can't cancel the spring" reminds us that during this general block, life continues to go on and spring is already running its course. The work, therefore, is dedicated to humanity in this difficult moment. A bright painting, which depicts a meadow of daffodils, also known as daffodils, very important flowers in English culture, to which the romantic poet William Wordsworth addressed a very famous poem, I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud. Hockney's colors and Wordsworth's words seem to dialogue to convey a story dedicated to the power of wonder, to restore the importance of the infinite, small and precious complexities that give color to the flow of our existence. Here is William Wordsworth's poem, written in 1804 and published for the first time in 1807, in the Poems in Two Volumes collection.
I wandered lonely as a cloud
that floats on high o'er vales and hills,
when all at once I saw a crowd,
a host, of golden daffodils;
beside the lake, beneath the trees,
fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company.
I gazed - and gazed - but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
Cover image: David Hockney, Do remember they can't cancel the spring, 2020.
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