I've always loved the idea of Yeats' peaceful refuge from the busy world, loved the idea of bees making happy noise. So, I practised my handwriting - a lot. For a month every chance I got with a proper nib pen and a handwriting book in the beautifully upbeat, bouncy Kaitlin style. It's only paint. Can paint over it if it goes wrong. Plus, it was the world's worst view of a brick wall from a pretty dark bathroom.
I first used bright chalk to mark out the words. You might need to check with people taller or smaller than you because we don't all see the same thing, who knew. I went for oversize, surprise, so no-one can see the whole phrase at first glance. I figured it felt a bit more like a chance discovery that way.
Then, black acrylic paint for the words. Roughly. Then you do more definite up and down strokes. Then, you do the much thicker downstrokes. I wouldn't worry overmuch about neat outlines - it's the form of the letters and words themselves that counts. The roughness is part of the look - it doesn't look as if it's been freshly done. I love it. Makes me smile whenever I wash my hands at that bathroom basin. Plus, what wall isn't nicer with words on it?
Just in case:
The Lake Isle of Innisfree
I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,
And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made;
Nine bean rows will I have there, a hive for the honey bee,
And live alone in the bee loud glade.
And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,
Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings;
There midnight's all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow,
And evening full of the linnet's wings.
I will arise and go now, for always night and day
I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;
While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey,
I hear it in the deep heart's core.