"Peace, Mercutio"

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"Peace, Mercutio"

$2,200.00

Title: “Peace, Mercutio”

Dimensions: 31.25” x 26.6” x 2.5”

Medium: Mixed media (oil on canvas, acrylic on wood, cherry wood and acrylic sheet)

Enter the world of dreams with this original mixed media work by Juliet Drake Hossain. Layers of woods, acrylics, canvas and oils build a three dimensional scene of enchantment, inspired by Mercutio’s speech in “Romeo and Juliet.” Shakespeare’s Mercutio passionately describes the mischievous fairy Queen Mab, who lures sleepers into the wild dreamworld. Mercutio’s verbal painting crescendos into a fever pitch until Romeo interjects to bring his friend back from the brink of the subconscious. References to this moment are woven throughout the artwork, under the dreamy glow of a moonlit rose.

Availability: This artwork is available for in-person pickup in historic downtown Frederick, MD. Arrangements for hand delivery may be possible within 40 miles’ drive. Shipping not available for this work at this time. Please contact me with any questions!

Prints available upon request

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MERCUTIO: O, then, I see Queen Mab hath been with you.

She is the fairies' midwife, and she comes

In shape no bigger than an agate-stone

On the fore-finger of an alderman,

Drawn with a team of little atomies

Athwart men's noses as they lie asleep;

Her wagon-spokes made of long spiders' legs,

The cover of the wings of grasshoppers,

The traces of the smallest spider's web,

The collars of the moonshine's watery beams,

Her whip of cricket's bone, the lash of film,

Her wagoner a small grey-coated gnat,

Not so big as a round little worm

Prick'd from the lazy finger of a maid;

Her chariot is an empty hazel-nut

Made by the joiner squirrel or old grub,

Time out o' mind the fairies' coachmakers. (...)

ROMEO: Peace, peace, Mercutio, peace!

Thou talk'st of nothing.

MERCUTIO: True, I talk of dreams...