Maid You see me now in youth and glory You see me fresh and free of worry Will future bliss be my ascension, Or will my life just give me friction? I stand here on the threshold wary But who can say that life will tarry? No, I must wait and pray and please To… Continue reading Triad
This is my last flower picture – and the last in the series of cherished paintings from my childhood. I remember that we had a vase exactly like the one in the painting but don’t know where it is now. It was rather small but might have been a European copy of an Imari vase.… Continue reading Still-life with Chrysanthemum
Some years ago, I purchased a keyboard for one of the ancestors of the smartphone. Recently, I ordered a reserve ‘hand’ to hold my phone and kindle. I also have a drawing tablet to use as an alternative for my mouse. Why? The strain of working with a mouse, typing on a small screen, and… Continue reading A Crazy World?
*** Blissful state that tumbles kingdoms Frees the wary from their phantoms When the naughty boy of misrule Fires arrows wild and cruel: Every hit can start rebellions Bring on unrestrained illusions, Landscapes razed by fierce accension Just to gain that sad attention. Once achieved the game is up Blindfold lad has drained his cup… Continue reading Falling in Love