‘The 100’ #70 – Spring comes… Sitting quietly Doing nothing Spring comes Grass grows by itself painting by clinock – acrylic on drift wood. Share this:Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)MoreClick to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading...
night grows into day day grows into night we grow into spring nothing turns into everything LikeLike Reply
A very mediative combination John, and having the poetry alongside reminded me of my trips to India and Sri Lanka…thanks for refreshing my memories. LikeLike Reply
Difficult to accept in our egocentric lives but yes, it does – somewhat humbling isn’t it… LikeLike Reply
Excellent. Drift wood art. really nice work. Great poem.
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Thank you my friend, much appreciated…
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and so does good art…..i.e……..grows by itself. Well done.
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Right on Robert – thank you…
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night grows into day
day grows into night
we grow into spring
nothing turns into everything
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Beautiful Ese, really beautiful….
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A very mediative combination John, and having the poetry alongside reminded me of my trips to India and Sri Lanka…thanks for refreshing my memories.
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It’s a pleasure my friend – thank you for your comment…
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Been out of the loop for a while now – and look what I’ve been missing!!!
Wonderful!
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Nice to see you back MG – thank you for your kind words…
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Beautiful, meditative art, John!
🙂
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Your comment is greatly appreciated Marina, thank you…
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Fantastic reminder of how life moves with or without us…might as well just flow!
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Flow on my friend, flow on….
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Lovely 🙂 I like the colours!
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Thanks Ina…
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you have captured life in this brief moment..
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as it’s captured me….
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Patience is a virtue. Clever little piece. On drift wood, yes? Even better.
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Nice to meet you and thank you for stopping by…
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Beautiful colours….feels like a relic……joining worlds in the palm of your hand….
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Lovely words Steven – many thanks…
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I really love this piece.
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Thank you Isabella…
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hahaha…yes…it all goes on with or without us doesn’t it:)
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Difficult to accept in our egocentric lives but yes, it does – somewhat humbling isn’t it…
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