I MIss You Like The Sun Misses The Moon
I Miss You Like The Sun Misses The Moon is the first piece that I have made at 407 Studios in Rockland, Maine. It was initially conceived in 2007, while I was living in South Bristol, Maine and has been influenced strongly by my travels to Sweden and back.
With this piece, I am attempting to place the viewer in the perspective of the sky, looking down on a sailboat at sea. Though it is proven that there are many suns - for the sun is just a star - and many moons in the solar system, this is the story of only one sun and one moon.
This is the true story about a Captain’s wife in South Bristol, Maine in 1882, who was devastated to hear that her husband died at sea during the first week of his two-year sail to China for trade. Hugging the coast, seemingly from no direction, the thunder rolled in and the lightning struck during the fiercest of storms. From the roof of her farmhouse, the house that roofed me, she mourned him. Until 1884, on his scheduled return, he arrived with China in his hand for her. No one had told him that he had died at sea. The long days and endless nights of missing him like the sun misses the moon had become but a dream.
Or is it about the words that I heard in my head when I found out you were dead and I would never see you again so many years ago now. How you appear to me once in a blue moon. Barely awake or almost asleep, I get a moment with you before you leave me all over again. As the lighting strikes, you are gone in a blink of an eye. For I know, in this life, we will never be together. I’m missing you like the sun is missing the moon.
Or no, is it about a simple mistake that I made? Did it serve me right? I didn’t leave in time or was it that I had left you? You… it was you. I could see you like lightning. I could feel you like thunder. I could hear you like rain. But you were already out of reach. I had waited so long to find you, only to lose you again. I missed you like the sun misses the moon.
Or could it be about how I have no control over the thunder or the lightning or what I do or what you’ve done to me. Or whether I’ll survive this storm or if I’m too weak? Whether you’ve blown the wind out of my sails or how I may sink to the bottom of the sea? And left will be only darkness. This may not be a story with a happy ending for me. For the sun can not miss the moon, if there is no sun.
Or maybe it’s not about any of that. Maybe I found a boat, but never got it in the water and then those words got stuck in my head and everything turned upside down when I returned to Maine from Sweden until the pivotal moment when a discharge of static electricity created lighting and I realized that as much as the sun misses the moon, the sun does not need the moon.
Artist: Sally Levi
Collaborating Artist: Andrew White
Length: 2 ½ minutes
Country of Origin: USA
Thank you: Mom, Dad, Alice, Nicole, Pam, Forrest, Daniel S, Daniel B, David W, Brian, Amanda, Anelisa, Matt, Andy G, and Andy W.