Dryope by Svarg
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Description
Dryope was wandering by a lake, suckling her baby Amphissus, when she saw the bright red flowers of the lotus tree, formerly the nymph Lotis who, when fleeing from Priapus had been changed into a tree. Dryope wanted to give the blossoms to her baby to play with, but when she picked one the tree started to tremble and bleed. She tried to run away, but the blood of the tree had touched her skin and she found her feet rooted to the spot. She slowly began to turn into a black poplar, the bark spreading up her legs from the earth, but just before the woody stiffness finally reached her throat and as her arms began sprouting twigs her husband Andraemon heard her cries and came to her. She had just enough time to warn her husband to take care of their child and make sure that he did not pick flowers.
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[We went to Tippecanoe River park yesterday. (the rear part of the frame is the river itself) We traipsed around for a few hours . . . but refrained from picking flowers.]
Thanks for looking! Views, comments & suggestions are always appreciated. Have a great evening!
Ken
Comments (12)
Wonderful story, and looking at the tree, you can almost make out her anguished face!
super story and lovely texture on a tree
Beautiful texture that tree...fine tale and photo..a wonderful image !!
magnific story and picture
fantastic textures and story here !! well done !!.. i see some faces in here ! :O)!
Smell but don't touch ? it's a great story Ken, is it your's ? very LOTR...awesome tree with textures, top camera work Ken ~Cheers~ :o)
Hey, I never knew all that before. Cool tale!!!
Sorry, I can't claim the tale. It is by one Publius Ovidius Naso or simply 'Ovid' (43BC - 18AD), a favorite poet of the emperor Augustus. There is another Dryope story, about being raped by Apollo, but I read this one about 30 years ago and greatly prefer it.
Wow, faces and eyes here looking to you! Stunning work! :)
excellent texture and mythology
Not much a favoriteAugustus exiled Naso ("Nose") to the Black Sea, where he wrote doleful pleas to return and also the first written poetry in the local tribal language (some form of Gothic, if I recall correctly). This may have been partly Augustus' wry humor, since, though he was a randy old coot himself, his program involved the restoration of the "Res Publica" and old-fashioned morality. He likely smiled at the prospect of the Nose, one of the greatest poets in the Latin, or any language at all for that matter, and author of the Ars Amatoria, grunting around the frontier with spear and shield among the barbarian tribes. And Tyler too, hehe. Nice little park in memory of a vicious little Injun War that won what's-his-name a presidency. The root for "oak" is also in "Druid" it seems....
Lots of character in that tree. Would make a good texture.