I lift my lamp.
I’m not political. I’m just not, and I make no apologies for it. But I do still love my country and I love all people and I love love. Things just seem out of control in our world right now and it feels right to combat it by adding beauty to the world. So when Isabela and I were talking about what we could draw for you this month, we hit on something that felt right. You can download this design to print in 11″x14″ format, or download for a computer desktop below.
Do you know this poem? It’s at the base of the Statue of Liberty. I remember reading it on one of my visits there when I lived in NYC.
The New Colossus
Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,
With conquering limbs astride from land to land;
Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand
A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame
Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name
Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand
Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command
The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.
“Keep ancient lands, your storied pomp!” cries she
With silent lips. “Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!”
I’m just loving working with Isabela on this series! We’d love to hear from you, too — if you ever need some inspiration hit us with a theme and we’ll get on it. Find more from Isa in her Etsy shop here and her Instagram here. xoxo