Dreamscape: Poetry, Paintings, and Writing.

Mountains and Sea
  • Winter Scene

    The weather has suddenly turned wintry. Cold and with short snowfalls. That reminded me of another sketch, it would be interesting to work on. It is crude – like most sketches. The idea works and that is enough. What fascinates me about digital painting is the many brushes you can use, and the difference you…

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    John Anthony Miller, Honour the Dead “Honour the dead, rejoice with the living.” Is somebody going to kill Penelope Jones? Will she succumb to the fear and desperation of feeling haunted by one or more would-be killers? Penelope’s husband has a checkered present. He is recognised as a war hero. In the sanatorium on the…

  • Blue Night

    Black, the trees stretch, dazed, Dreaming of moonlit adventure and sweet breezes The moon looks down. Serene. * No nightbirds sing Siren strains Silence fills the air with untold wonder And leaves the night blank * Blue mist embraces the sky Damping emotions, it stills the aching heart My mind bleeds purple thoughts ©HMH, 2023

  • Blue Night

    To me, the moon is endlessly fascinating, and I’ve taken an excess of moon photos. Looking through them a few days ago, I came across one that was, from a photographic point of view, blurred and unsuccessful. I took it with my phone, late at night. It had potential though, as I liked the colours,…

  • An Absurd World?

    On the third of October, it was the German reunion day. The day the Berlin Wall fell is still celebrated here. Don’t know if that reunion helped though. There seem to be many crosscurrents between East and West. It doesn’t affect me either way. I’ve no idea why they can’t just be Germans and work…

  • Little Old Lady

    She smiles toothlessly sweet Each day in her favourite seat. Birdlike bones barely keep her grounded; Thin and spare, she enjoys life, though bounded A hat weighs down her age-old tresses. So, she faces life and her guesses, Equipped for spinning her yarns and expresses. * ‘My canary was a wit! Once only, she flew…

  • Autumn Trees

    This is another digital sketch I haven’t worked on for years. Sometimes you can’t see what is wrong with it, and that was certainly the case this time. It featured a bridge that was out of proportion with the rest of the picture, and I was at my wit’s end to repair it. Today, it…

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    * Jennie Ensor, The Bad Neighbour Thriller with Elements of Greek Comedy and Tragedy Bird Woman lives alone. She prefers birds to humans and with good reason. Ashley lives with her family. They recently moved to Brampton, and she feels insecure about her welcome, especially because of her Muslim husband. Tara lives next door to…

  • October Sky

    On a sunny day Bright and breezy Clouds become wisps, Unable to cloud the sky. * Hopeful, We think it will bring warmth. * Not so. This kind of blue is Icy Withering Chilling us to the bones * It makes us dream, Though spring won’t Come For a command Begging doesn’t help. * Wrap…

  • Girl with Picture Hat

    Some weeks ago, I posted a digital painting of a yellow rose. In a comment to it, I mentioned that I could see a girl in the picture. As it appeared that it wasn’t obvious to anybody but me, I decided to work on enhancing her face. Yes, she turns away from the viewer and…

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