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Visual Art and an Accompanying Original Sonnet

I decided to expand upon the idea of Time in the Sonnets in the form of visual art and a sonnet I wrote. The sonnet was definitely challenging to write, I definitely have more respect for Shakespeare’s work now in regards to his poetry skills. Having the iambic pentameter stay consistent throughout the lines was not easy.

In the Sonnets, Shakespeare speaks of personified Time. I really liked this idea so I decided to do something similar but use imagery seen in my visual art. In the picture, I wanted the puppet master’s hand to symbolize Time and its control over people who are constrained by this entity, as well as how Time “feeds” people through an hourglass slowly but surely until their eventual demise which I tried to show through the figure becoming bloody sand at the tiny opening. This opening, if you will, is sort of like the transition point between the upper and lower hourglass chambers and similarly, can be compared to Death who is the facilitator of the transition from this world to the next. I know Death isn’t emphasized in my visual art, but I wanted to keep the focus on Time and its “slave”.

In my sonnet, I wanted to emphasize the grandeur of Time and how it can be portrayed as cruel and merciless, which is why the hand is referred to as dark. However, I wanted the volta of the sonnet to show how Time alone cannot be blamed, since Death is the one who ultimately wins by letting Time do all the work up until the last few moments of a person’s life.

I know, lots of ideas compacted into these two representations. I was sitting on this idea for a while but had to experiment a lot.

Thanks for reading!

 

Slaves to Time

A constant, everlasting dimension

Thou art an unequalled phenomenon

O Time! Wherefore a cruel postulation

Art thou that pulls puppet strings as slaves age on?

The suff’ring slaves of you, sent straight down through

A most inescapable hourglass.

The wise once innocent, the old once new

Nothing is free once your clutches are cast.

Have you no mercy in your puppetry?

Poor souls doth twist and turn by your dark hand

Little grace is shown in your artistry

Tick tock, tick tock, no rest for slipping sand.

But even you are enslaved to fair Death

Who uses you to collect their last breaths.

 

Fathima) Sadiya Nazir (10138034)

 

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Writing Badge: Reshuffle (New Scene Created)

 

This scene is based loosely off of King John II of Cyprus who had an illegitimate child named James. In this scene, King John meets a soldier who is said to be the most heroic in all the land. It was rumoured that this soldier (James) looked and behaved like King John. James is unaware of the circumstances. He is invited to a feast at the castle where King John, upon seeing his son becomes very nervous. He sees a resemblance so strong that he becomes convinced that this is his son— Carlos and Orsino (the villains of this story) also know that James is indeed the son of the king. They do not want James to become the heir to the throne in hopes that King John’s legitimate daughter Charlotte (not in this scene) will become Queen and grant them each a great fortune.

 

 I could not properly format it on here so I included pictures of my word document with references to each play colour coded and the Act, Scene and Line Numbers of each line used in the shuffle.

 

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(Fathima) Sadiya Nazir (10138034)