The artists of this world are bold - Their sensitivities are untold; Criticism they stoically bear, But ultimately their visions sprout, They are the world's creative fount.
FEED THE BIRDS. Early morning risers, Some wet to the bone, Snatching sleep Huddling on cold stone. Not much rest after a night of rain, Shelter is scarce. Trees drenched, Big rain drops, Those that make the feathers flop! Ahhh! A ray of sunshine, Breaking through the cold, purple dawn. Those still wet... Continue Reading →
African wildlife has always featured in my life. I have a special place in my heart for rhinos, as do many South Africans, because they are such amazing animals, ad they are under threat of extinction. The main featured image, above, is of a rhino which I created in mosaic. Beneath is more art of... Continue Reading →
'A Rhino's Tale', is a hypothetical poem about Rhinos which I pray never becomes a reality. I hope the poem does instill a feeling of desperation and overwhelming sadness in the mind of the reader, because the situation of the Rhinos is exactly that! I must just add that although this poem is about Rhinos, it could also... Continue Reading →
DEATH OF A CHILD. A child is a remarkable blessing, Surpassing all the treasures on Earth, Who brings forth indescribable happiness From the moment of inception to incredible birth. The little being who adds significance To our existence on Earth. An astounding miniature of human form, With wispy hair and downy skin, Tiny fingers that... Continue Reading →
I enjoy experimenting with art. Above and beneath you can two entirely different results of the same scene. The first painting (above) is created using organic material and paint. I loved the result of this, however, it did pose a problem when the organic matter decayed, so I removed the leaves, which left an interesting... Continue Reading →
RIVER OF TIME Underneath the old railway bridge Of rusted steel and concrete; Basking in the sun, The Sabie river runs. Constant in its grace, Today it moves at snail's pace. The water gleams silver in the sun, And golden brown in the shaded deeps As it glides underneath the overhanging trees. The river is... Continue Reading →
My name is Caroline Street, I am from South Africa. I find it necessary to mention the country where I am from, as the diverse and beautiful South Africa has been vital in everything I have created and written about. It has everything I love! Fauna and flora and sunshine. I put my brushes, words,... Continue Reading →