Re-uploaded from my other blog with original commentary:
Before I finished my degree I took a course on Shakespeare with an amazing professor named Dr. Sirluck. Besides our final paper she encouraged all of her students to engage with the texts in a “creative way.” A lot of people acted out scenes from a play but I decided to draw something and King Lear was, without question, my favourite. Without spoiling too much, King Lear, among many things, is a story about love. It is only when the tragic hero, after losing everything, having gone mad, and wandering a heath crowned with weeds, learns to “see feelingly,” (or gains empathy) and is redeemed. Consequently I wanted to draw Lear’s moment of realization.
Each bit of flora in his crown was described in passages from the play. In addition his eyes are symbolically darkened and he clutches at his chest above his heart.
He was met… As mad as the vexed sea, singing aloud, Crowned with rank fumiter and furrow-weeds, With burdocks, hemlock, nettles, cuckoo-flowers, Darnel, and all the idle weeds that grow In our sustaining corn…












