The Year's at the Spring 1920

Harry Clarke made "The Year's at the Spring" with ink and watercolor, and I can just imagine him conjuring this ethereal world, one delicate stroke at a time. Look at how he's built up these layers of color in the sky, like a dream unfurling. Those figures floating in the upper section remind me of Blake, bodies elongated, light and airy. Below, that looping band of green and white feels like a path or a ribbon, connecting earth and sky, maybe even past and future. I wonder if Clarke was thinking about cycles of time and nature? The way the lines converge and diverge creates a real sense of movement, as if everything is in flux. The delicate washes of color remind me of stained glass, and this piece has a quiet, reflective quality that invites us to get lost in its details. It's a reminder that art is always a conversation, a back-and-forth between artists across time, and with us, the viewers.