Cloud catcher -
sets the gypsy blood astir,
we must rise and follow her;
when from every hill of flame,
she calls and calls
each vagabond by name ..."
- William Bliss Carman
Labels: Art Everyday by Mick Mather, manipulated digital photograph + digital drawing
10 Comments:
nicely done - barn yard like americana
John M. Mora:
I can almost hear the chickens, the cows, the goats, the sheep ...
I can almost see the snow on the slope.
hpy:
It'll be here soon, Hélène. Tell Susu to come quick with her snow shovel!
You do the shoveling, Mick, I sit inside and keep me warm.
That sure looks like a cottage on the Alps!
SusuPetal:
Sure, sure, and when the shoveling is done you'll want me to keep you warm too! Pick some coal, chop some wood, make you soup ... in those Alps!
Dream a little dream, catching clouds and chasing rainbows.
Love the title of your piece and the poetry to go with it. I love the thin structural lines and the grey on greys.
Lucky Dip Lisa:
I was really just playing around with a recently taken photograph when things began to take shape all by themselves ... I love it when that happens. :)
This is so peaceful and calm. And yet so empty. Beautiful.
Elegia:
Thank you, Elegia.
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