This collection of paintings is inspired by the lyrics and music of Leonard Cohen.
Here, Joan of Arc, a large watercolor is the first in the series.
Joan of Arc - Original watercolor and pencil on paper, 24" x 36" -- $1950
JOAN OF ARC by Leonard Cohen
Now the flames they followed Joan of Arc
As she came riding through the dark;
No moon to keep her armour bright,
And no man to get her through this dark, this very smoky night.
She said, "I'm tired of the war,
I want the kind of work I had before,
With a wedding dress, something white
To wear upon swollen appetite."
Well I'm glad to..., to hear you talk this way,
You see I've watched you riding almost every single day
And there's something in me just yearns to win
Such a very cold and such a very lonesome heroine.
"Well then, who are you?" she sternly spoke
To the one beneath the smoke.
"Why, I... I'm fire," he replied,
"And I love your solitude, oh how I love your sense of pride."
"Well then fire, make your body cold,
I'm gonna give you mine to hold,"
Saying this she climbed inside
To be his one, to be his only bride.
It was deep into his fiery heart
He took the dust of our Joan of Arc,
And high above all of these assembled wedding guests
He hung the ashes of her very lovely wedding dress.
It was deep deep into his fiery heart
He took the dust of our precious Joan of Arc,
Then she clearly understood
If he was fire, she must be wood.
I saw her wince, I saw her cry,
Saw the glory in her eye.
Myself I long for love and light,
But must it come so cruel, and must it be so very bright?