deep in a dream

This is life’s sorrow:
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our hearts are drawn to stars that wants us not

 

This is life’s sorrow:

That one can be happy only where two are;

And that our hearts are drawn to stars

Which want us not.

 

 

 
 
All your sorrow, Louise, and hatred of me
Sprang from your delusion that it was wantonness
Of spirit and contempt of your soul’s rights
Which made me turn to Annabelle and forsake you.
You really grew to hate me for love of me,
Because I was your soul’s happiness,
Formed and tempered
To solve your life for you, and would not.
But you were my misery.  If you had been
My happiness would I not have clung to you?
This is life’s sorrow:
That one can be happy only where two are;
And that our hearts are drawn to stars
Which want us not.
 
Edgar Lee Masters
fra spoon river antologien

litt grønt…

hjemme i Oslo ligger hagen fremdeles vinterskadd og full av ugress… i drømme på atelieret eller i galleri zink på Lillehammer

Monets hage

Monets hage

mesteren i sin egen hage

monet i hagen

Monet i hagen

eller i  en collage laget for New York Botanical Garden

collage

collage

monet

Claude Monet  » The Japanese Bridge» ( The Water-Lily Pond)

dreaming of…

god  jul!    merry christemas!     fröhliche weihnachten!    feliz navidad!    joyeux noël!


Jeg har blitt invitert til å være gjesteutstiller på BKIB medlemsutstilling Ansikt som vises i Bærum Kunstforening fra 11. desember

tipper det blir årets siste utstilling…

god  jul!    merry christemas!     fröhliche weihnachten!    feliz navidad!   joyeux noël!