Gemma's ~~~ "Greyscale Territory" ~~~~~~~ Poetic Songlines: Window Art

Thursday, April 17, 2008

Window Art

Pic from ArtnLight blog , Mumbai, India - These are windows on a building in Goa
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Fragments of cathedral dreams
Wheeling round a mini rotunda
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Carefully channelled streams of blue
Piped in bright balance on a white slate
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A hint of tiled blue and white fantasy
Snaps an illusion of toothpaste order
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While a rusting
Corrugated
Question
Shields
The eyes
Within
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Window art
Landscape within a landscape
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The window
Brushing
The other view
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3 comments:

Anonymous said...: I particularly like the last. The word "brushing" has so many feels to it beyond painterly.; April 17, 2008 at 9:54 PM
poefusion said...: Beautiful~ These are my favorite lines A hint of tiled blue and white fantasy
Snaps an illusion of toothpaste order. And that picture certainly compliments this piece. Love it. Have a nice day.; April 17, 2008 at 9:55 PM
paisley said...: While a rusting
Corrugated
Question
Shields
The eyes
Within
isn't that amazing.. all that beauty and they throw a piece od rust corrugated metal on as an awning...

this was wonderful....; April 17, 2008 at 10:45 PM

Archive of Blog Quotes

A perfect summer day is when the sun is shining, the breeze is blowing, the birds are singing, and the lawn mower is broken. ~James Dent
Autumn is an introspective season when stray thoughts of the mind dive into the mystique of the soul - Gemma Wiseman
Autumn is the bridesmaid of Summer and the flowergirl of Winter ~ Gemma Wiseman
Autumn whispers the tones of yesterday in a minor key ~ Gemma Wiseman
Love is born / With a dark and troubled face, / When hope is dead / And in the most unlikely place; / Love is born, / Love is always born. - Michael Leunig's Christmas Song Cycle "Southern Star"
Spring paints the stars of heaven in Earth colours ~ Gemma Wiseman
Summer sizzles with a sibilant hush / Broken by dreams of / Clinking ice ~ Gemma Wiseman
The object of a new year is not that we should have a new year. It is that we should have a new soul. - G.K. Chesterton
Winter is an etching, spring a watercolor, summer an oil painting and autumn a mosaic of them all. - Stanley Horowitz
Winter is the fire, simmering lonely in the soul ~ Gemma Wiseman
Winter is the shadow, the etching of the seasons in the mist ~ Gemma Wiseman