At last a song for today: The garden of Gethsemane is sleeping in dreams
Вот дремлет Гефсиманский сад
Montag, 30. März 2015
Sonntag, 29. März 2015
Little help
This morning, in
the stillness, I heard
a small voice say,
Trust love
& then another louder
voice say, Are you crazy?
Who in their right mind
listens to a voice like that?
I had to laugh & agree
because I’ve already
trusted love for a very
long time
& I don’t really need
a voice to know that.
- storypeople -
Have a nice and sunny Easter time all.
Samstag, 28. März 2015
Coming home
I hope you know by now that even when you are far away from me,
I want nothing more than to be there beside you,
skin against skin, waiting for us both to come home
I want nothing more than to be there beside you,
skin against skin, waiting for us both to come home
- storypeople -
Living memory
I carry you with me into the world,
into the smell of rain & the words
that dance between people & for me, it will always be this way,
walking in the light, remembering being alive together
into the smell of rain & the words
that dance between people & for me, it will always be this way,
walking in the light, remembering being alive together
- storypeople -
Freitag, 27. März 2015
Best Love
I feel how you sit in stillness
& love the world with all you are
(because it is the same for me)
& still there is a part of me that
wants to hear your voice now
& then saying, You are the one
I love best of all.
- storypeople -
Friday Five and random blue
Good Morning.
And the weekly blog round by visiting the others I want not to miss,
although my garden is waiting and there are many other things to do at this time.
I
This is an really random picture of really random blue.
There are areas in my home that are constantly renewed and beautifully decorated and there are areas, where I deposit some old stuff and it stay there for a long time. I often go past it and see no longer that all.
Under the roof in my old working room that is so.
I don't working more as a textile artist for a long time (retired now) and since I've painted the last picture more than 10 years have passed.
There are also not the best pictures, which are left over and parked there (I had to live and get money), but rather the scrap ...
Last sunday I looked around and saw suddenly: it is a really nice and harmonic color mood of blue and old stuff. Random. Took a picture ...
II
My home is full of colors but there are some blue corners also.
III
The crucifix is an unfinished work by my grandmother.
The cross is enamel on copper, partially lined with silver.
(I have as a child yet seen how that is done, she worked until she was completely blind ...)
The corpus is from plasticine - it is only the first draft.
The corpus is from plasticine - it is only the first draft.
After this was made a wax model and it was pressed into molding sand to make a casting mold for copper or brass.
But for that it did not come and the draft lay long decades in boxes.
Plasticine has got some injuries in this time, but I will not restoring it.
For me it's a keepsake.
IV
This is an very old quilt, made by me.
Inspired by a the wooden louver at an abandoned house.
And this is my new blue alldays-bicycle-outfit, since I've finally finished my sweater.
Would show it on me, but my love isn't here and I don't like selfies.
Show it dressed later (the colors in real are more harmonic than on the photo)
V
At last a "blue" song.
The voice of Alexander Veljanow sounds like a "blue voice" for me, maybe I'm a little synaesthetically?
(This picture is from my archive, made last summer, the others are made in this week)
Have a colorful (blue) weekend all.
Donnerstag, 26. März 2015
A gift
A gift can be the blue sky after a rainy day
A gift can be the feather, what I find on my way
A gift can be the purring of a cat, that comes to me
A whole long day of all obligations free...
A gift is the last golden sun in late autumn time
A gift is in the morning the first silver shine
A gift each little moment of life that I enjoy will be
A gift is my beloved one who is beside me
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