Haiku Poetry: ‘Serendipity’

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A few daubs called art
It’s a happy accident
A beholder stares

Copyright Francis Barker 2020 — Creator: blogger, writer, poet, artist, astrologer

Your Life, Your Palette

*Maybe we are restricted more in our minds than in reality. But then, what is reality?

Project 3, Exercise 1 – creating mood/atmosphere — Janice Scott – Learning Log (Reblog)

I decided to concentrate on trying to make a painting using the bare minimum of colours – white/black .. greys. This was inspired by a recent short break I had on the North Wales coast. We arrived in the middle of Storm Francis with winds up to 75 mph, the sea was especially violent (we […]

Project 3, Exercise 1 – creating mood/atmosphere — Janice Scott – Learning Log

Poem: A Walk by the Sea

a walk by the sea

Without too much thought I took
to the beach,
followed the white lines of
breakers
leading me due north along that
fractured shore.

in no time at all the beach huts were
behind me,
removed by dunes and blurring
summer haze.

then suddenly
she was there
right in front of me, as if she’d
dropped
right out of the ether.

she was squatting down,
blonde haired and
quite young,
her blue-green dress hitched up a touch
showing small bare feet
half buried,
where the dry white sand
gave way to shingle.

I stopped
said hi
but she didn’t even look!
staring into that wide expanse
she could see
clear across the ocean.

looking down I admired her
gold-embroidered dress,
the delicate amber jewellery on
slim fingers,
her long hair matted by
the keen breeze.

then she looked up,
her eyes like cyan gems
and pointed to herself–
‘Elfhild’ I thought she said
sounding sort of German
or Dutch or maybe something
in between
but I didn’t speak a word.

not then.

she didn’t seem lost or in any distress
so I moved on,
giving her a faint wave,
after all, what business was it
of mine?
I carried on steadily
maybe half a mile or so,
felt the wind move round
south to south east.
I could’ve done with a jumper so I
turned back,
got up quite a pace in the end.
frankly I wanted to return
to see if she was alright –
but I saw only footprints
where she had been, where the shingle
gave way to sand.

walking to the shoreline something
caught my eye, a piece of amber
wet and shining.
I picked it up, held it
to the light
and smiled, looking out
to where the waves
were rolling in by the edge of
that German sea

poem and image © copyright Dave Barker 2020

Russian folklore: The firebird — Under the influence! (Reblog)

The firebird is a creature from Russian or Slavic folklore that has been the inspiration of many fairy and folktales, literary works and works of art.

via Russian folklore: The firebird — Under the influence!

***Fascinating blog about Russian folklore.

Joni Mitchell / Buffy Sainte-Marie : The Circle Game

from Oannes Songs Of Childhood Nostalgia #2 Η σύνθεση της Joni Mitchell ηχογραφήθηκε πρώτα από την Buffy Sainte-Marie για το άλμπουμ της Fire & Fleet…

Joni Mitchell / Buffy Sainte-Marie : The Circle Game

Edgar Degas

– Reblog from https://marinakanavaki.com/

French artist Hilaire-Germain-Edgar De Gas was born, July 19, 1834 in Paris, France ❦ Famous for his pastel drawings and oil paintings of dancers, …

Edgar Degas

RANDOM SHOT:” SAILING”- CHRISTOPHER CROSS

Random Shot: “Sailing” Christopher Cross. When I first heard this song it really didn’t register much with me. Then as it started to climb the charts…

RANDOM SHOT:” SAILING”- CHRISTOPHER CROSS

Rembrandt Harmenszoon van Rijn [1606 – 1669] — Marina Kanavaki

Dutch draughtsman, painter, and printmaker Rembrandt Harmenszoon van Rijn was born, July 15, 1606 in Leiden, in the Dutch Republic [now the Netherlands]. ❦ An innovative and prolific master in drawings, prints [etchings] and paintings, he is considered one of the greatest visual artists in the history of art and the most important in Dutch […]

via Rembrandt Harmenszoon van Rijn [1606 – 1669] — Marina Kanavaki

Camille Pissarro [1830 – 1903] — Marina Kanavaki

Danish-French Impressionist and Neo-Impressionist painter Camille Pissarro was born, July 10, 1830, on the island of St Thomas* *now in the US Virgin Islands, but then in the Danish West Indies ❦ Pissarro was a key figure in the history of Impressionism. He was the only artist to show his work in all eight Impressionist […]

via Camille Pissarro [1830 – 1903] — Marina Kanavaki

Poem ‘Between Lives’

Between Lives

“We are the sun,” you said,
that his light arose with us
playing on rainbows,
his myriad smiles the spangled waves.
In those days thoughts were endless,
vibrant pages which turned by themselves.
There were no limits to how far we’d run
or dream out onto the sea,
our hearts living free in a peerless sky.
But thoughts like books do have an end
and I have died a billion times,
holding on to every word you said,
like a child might ask a question
between the pages of his lives

poem and image © copyright Francis Barker 2012 & 2020