The Painter
There’s something about paintings that call you into the gut of their landscape, invite you to look around, then lead you down many paths, widening your sense o...
There’s something about paintings that call you into the gut of their landscape, invite you to look around, then lead you down many paths, widening your sense o...
I wish you wouldn’t have called me a poet,now every morning I wake up and try to prove it.Try to show how everything, like the blue bradraped over the shower ...
Colours that Break Your Heart Lots of them in nature.Take the willow leaf, for instance, tentative to emanate in still-chilly-April, but there it is, that first...