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thelittlebangTitle: Gently, and I Will Hold You (1024x768 | 800x600)
Artist:damkianna
Fandom: ST:TNG/DS9/VOY.
Pairings: Kathryn/Beverly.
Characters: Kathryn Janeway, Beverly Crusher.
Rating: G.
Warnings: None!
Spoilers: Not tremendous in the image itself, although if you are familiar with the poem the text comes from (or you read the poem right now, since ... I'm going to put it in the notes), you'll have a pretty big clue as to the story's major event.
Summary: One wallpaper, in two sizes.
Author:oparu
Story: Wide to the light-year stars
Artist/Vid Notes:oparu is awesome and her story is awesome and I am so grateful I had the chance to produce a complement for it! ♥♥♥♥♥ I read oparu's story, and was reminded of a poem whose full text a little judicious searching pulled up for me; I sent that poem to oparu in a giant rambling failboat of an email along with the mostly-final draft of this wallpaper, trying to explain why my art might seem irrelevant but really wasn't!!! (And then oparu graciously titled her fic with a line from it, which helps make me look less ridiculous.)
First Lesson, by Philip Booth.
Lie back, daughter, let your head
be tipped back in the cup of my hand.
Gently, and I will hold you. Spread
your arms wide, lie out on the stream
and look high at the gulls. A dead-
man's-float is face down. You will dive
and swim soon enough where this tidewater
ebbs to the sea. Daughter, believe
me, when you tire on the long thrash
to your island, lie up, and survive.
As you float now, where I held you
and let go, remember when fear
cramps your heart what I told you:
lie gently and wide to the light-year
stars, lie back, and the sea will hold you.
So I readoparu's story and then that and then made this:
View in format=light
Artist:
damkiannaFandom: ST:TNG/DS9/VOY.
Pairings: Kathryn/Beverly.
Characters: Kathryn Janeway, Beverly Crusher.
Rating: G.
Warnings: None!
Spoilers: Not tremendous in the image itself, although if you are familiar with the poem the text comes from (or you read the poem right now, since ... I'm going to put it in the notes), you'll have a pretty big clue as to the story's major event.
Summary: One wallpaper, in two sizes.
Author:
oparuStory: Wide to the light-year stars
Artist/Vid Notes:
oparu is awesome and her story is awesome and I am so grateful I had the chance to produce a complement for it! ♥♥♥♥♥ I read oparu's story, and was reminded of a poem whose full text a little judicious searching pulled up for me; I sent that poem to oparu in a giant rambling failboat of an email along with the mostly-final draft of this wallpaper, trying to explain why my art might seem irrelevant but really wasn't!!! (And then oparu graciously titled her fic with a line from it, which helps make me look less ridiculous.)First Lesson, by Philip Booth.
Lie back, daughter, let your head
be tipped back in the cup of my hand.
Gently, and I will hold you. Spread
your arms wide, lie out on the stream
and look high at the gulls. A dead-
man's-float is face down. You will dive
and swim soon enough where this tidewater
ebbs to the sea. Daughter, believe
me, when you tire on the long thrash
to your island, lie up, and survive.
As you float now, where I held you
and let go, remember when fear
cramps your heart what I told you:
lie gently and wide to the light-year
stars, lie back, and the sea will hold you.
So I read
oparu's story and then that and then made this:View in format=light
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Date: 2011-11-06 02:00 am (UTC)I couldn't have had better. :)
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Date: 2011-11-06 11:48 am (UTC)