Clarior
- Year
- 2026
- Materials
- Hand-painted natural leaves, mixed media, linen ground, shadow box
- Status
- Gifted
- Dimensions
- Cataloging in progress
The story
Two leaves become wings. A slender leaf becomes a body. The natural form is not hidden beneath the paint; it remains visible at the edges, making the transformation both convincing and impossible.
Clarior carries the idea of becoming clearer or brighter, a small word with room for more than one reading.
Lyrics
St. Mary’s Girl
You're a St. Mary's girl, born to sun and salt spray,
and there's nothing so great as a day on the bay,
out on the boat where the whole day runs wide,
with a crab line to drop and the pull of the tide.
Oh, Yvette — when you smile the whole room turns to gold,
there's a warmth in your kindness that never grows cold,
there's a grace in the room when you walk through the door,
what a light, what a life — and there's brighter in store.
I'd have chased down the date — sent the wish on the wind —
but you got to me first, came and gathered me in,
not a meeting-night hello, but out in the week,
you came looking for me — and I needed the reach.
Oh, Yvette — when you smile the whole room turns to gold,
there's a warmth in your kindness that never grows cold,
there's a grace in the room when you walk through the door,
what a light, what a life — and there's brighter in store.
And there's islands ahead — there's a trip overdue,
warm water, warm sand, and a sky bright and blue,
you'll walk every trail that this green world unrolls,
with the faith and the hope carried deep in your soul.
And the last of the evening — a walkway so bright,
painted wide with the crabs and the boats in the light,
you stepped where the butterfly wings opened true,
and the whole painted county closed gentle round you.
Oh, Yvette — when you smile the whole room turns to gold,
there's a warmth in your kindness that never grows cold,
there's a grace in the room when you walk through the door,
what a light, what a life — and there's brighter in store.
In the world
