Seventh aquarelle : Cherry blossom tree branch

Seventh aquarelle : Cherry blossom tree branch

24 August 2017

 

I am back to my initial challenge of 10 aquarelles and have taken as subject a cherry blossom branch given the recent synchronicity on cherry trees. This time I combined alla prima type of painting with wet on dry painting.

 

It occurred to me that just looking at pink made me cheerful. Perhaps that is where the French saying « voir le monde avec des lunettes roses » (meaning looking at the world with rose-coloured glasses) comes from  🙂

 

I hope you will enjoy the painting and the typical song I thought would accompany it well.

 

Cherry Blossom branch

Sakura – Japanese folk music

Unfolding mysteries spin

Unfolding mysteries spin

11 July 2016

 

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Three fingers

Woven in the skin

Define me

Pink contours

The flash seen without detours

As the heat rises

 

Still glances

As the ship glides on

The icebergs

Illusion

Above and below now bound

The law of fusion

 

Hot and cold

Term me dynamics

Balance point

Zero stance

Two heads one bodied soul joint

As the wizards dance

 

Dead freedom

Measures of the sleep

Company

False we keep

Lulling us into the fields

Where orphans will weep

 

Writhing frames

The wilting will slain

Our bodies

Fallen stars

Mummies preserved where we’d lain

Tucked into the folds

 

Death akin

To ecstasies’ flames

Subtle grounds

My mind hounds

Unfolding mysteries spin

A blue heart to win

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Uloin – Tenhi

Näkin Laulu (1997 version) – Tenhi

Haaksi – Tenhi

 

Swaying fate

Swaying fate

14 April 2016

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Thoughts of you

Vivid remainders

Hues of pink

Deep purple

Like blemish on a new wound

Opening shut books

 

Remembrance

More than just good looks

Charisma

Solemn words

Something beyond the dead herds

Grazing in the blue

 

I found you

The day we lost us

Useless fuss

Swears and cuss

Light headed memories cut

Edge of my language

 

The child’s words

Simplicity’s speech

Narrate best

The lost quest

Of the fruit we kept but zest

Our hands sharpened knives

 

The people

They rub hard the lives

Into stones

Brittle bones

Ground with more than intention

Fleecing redemption

 

Remember

Mending takes strong threads

More than heads

It is hearts

That excel in crafts and arts

The blood forms divine

 

I knelt once

My head upon feet

Within shrine

That was mine

Wasted were the black idols

From within came shine

 

Resurrect

The fading symbols

Swaying fate

Called upon

More than pupil will dilate

My kingdom on Earth

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Fate – Schiller feat. Isis Gee

Down goes the hammer

Down goes the hammer

14 February 2016

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Contrive me

With thoughts of Eden

We frolick

In gardens

Of our own twined creation

Mind’s alienation

 

Conjure me

Through work of magic

Playful lines

Candlelight

Fill me up with soul’s delight

Build our bodies shrines

 

Contour me

Read my forms like braille

Let hair down

Thoughts derail

I will be your favoured clown

Play pantomime’s spree

 

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Demure me

I bow down quite low

Demeanour

Meek habit

In me Alice speaks so slow

Of fading rabbit

 

Endure me

I have words and puns

From pamphlets

Locked in pink

How they sink, oh how they sink

In forgotten ink

 

Inure me

Build my heart’s chambers

With spring’s walls

Flower dance

Emotion of wild that calls

For fairies to prance

 

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Secure me

A shoulder’s warm strength

Show me length

Of stories

Woven in the sun-kissed threads

Of lost golden fleece

 

Tenure me

Nothing has a price

Tag I’m it

Say it thrice

Ownership old all for rent

Down goes the hammer

 

Whole nine yards

Excruciating

Siren’s wake

The legs fake

The needles speak agony

Walking on thin ice

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Life for Rent – Dido

Sand in my shoes – Dido

One man’s dream – Yanni

Before it escapes my reach

Before it escapes my reach

7 December 2015

 

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This vanishing world

I want to swallow its fluff

Morrows’ candy threads

 

Let them glue me pink

Upon my eternal blue

Rainbows’ beginnings

 

Deep within my soul

I want to lock its treasures

Relish them in chest

 

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The throbbing stillness

Lies wake in me through Night’s sleep

Breath in me serene

 

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The Sun rises East

Waking new Worlds to the Dawn

That births in Sorrows

 

Farewell to the world

Heaves in my blossoming Heart

As it lulls the Tides

 

I touch it fading

Before it escapes my reach

Into Oblivion

 

 

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Before the Dawn – Evanescence

 

 

 

I thought I should share what sunrise looks like from my balcony so added this as an afterthought. I am yet to take a full video of the time from night to dawn and transform it into a timelapse piece. Meanwhile I hope you like the below:

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The battles in me

The battles in me

9 August 2015

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Exclusivity

Privilege of the blinded

Weighing wings as coal

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Dark possession stills

Infinite movements of rays

That called to all souls

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The battles in me

Rage with the memories spent

Collecting pieces

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Relics of lives bent

Hanging like corpses spread out

Between Sky and Earth

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Words falling from ink

Printing in mind a landscape

Toying black and pink

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Delving into mind

Fluttering butterfly turns

Moth in the making

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Heart’s light responds soft

Echoes of feeling paint me

Colours of life’s hues

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