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Monday, November 1, 2010

November, watercolor

"November" 9 by 12 watercolor, 140 pound Canson Montval paper

Death is coming
slowly, surely.
Leaves turning, falling,
others waiting
Urged by the wind
as the sky turns gray.
Seed time and texture
in the fields, in tree bark,
in lives.
More interesting
in lessening light
but doomed
by November.

4 comments:

  1. Wow, great water color and words to go with it.

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  2. This is really powerfull, I like it very much

    see you

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  3. Seed time and texture
    in the fields, in tree bark,
    in lives.

    Your painting and words are perfect in their creative relationship!

    Both bring me in touch with humanity. Love the way you retire to the deepest sources of life through a sort of dying off of things...

    Thanks for your vision.

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