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.
I photographed this lourie (turaco) in my garden. I had previously made a number of attempts to photograph these birds but to no avail. At the sight of me, they took off. This day I was fortunate, as you can see. I think those palm berries were too delicious for the bird to abandon! The... Continue Reading →
Hibiscus rosa-sinensis 'Snow Queen' SNOW QUEENS I look up. The hibiscuses are invariably there! Peering through their snow-streaked leaves. Gazing down from the heights, Like inquisitive, spruced up socialites. Curious they are about their surrounds – What is in the air and on the ground. They twist and twirl in all... Continue Reading →
THE SEED OF GOLD. The ground was mould and mirey soil, Choked by weed, briar and toil. But as the mystery of life unfolds, A being swathed in virtuous light Into the sludge, placed he a seed of gold. By-and-by, the seed was birthed With pains at first, Battling rebellious thorn and dirt. Miraculously... Continue Reading →
DAES EAGE. Daes eage quietly unfurls its rays at dawn. Peace and elation, it brings to all. Even in distress, it makes one smile, No wonder! Its fame is far and wide. Found in every jubilant colour, but blue. Symbolic of joy, not moods. It is spread far and wide across all terrains, From... Continue Reading →
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 →
Using blue in a painting, other than where it is considered natural, generally promotes feelings of depression, sadness and mystery. One of my favourite artists who went through a ‘blue period’ was Picasso, from 1901 to 1906. All of his works during this time depict strong feelings of gloom and despair. The Absinthe Drinker (after... Continue Reading →
I am in awe of leaves. They are perfect for abstract photography. I'm usually thinking 'leaf planet' when I photograph them. Hence, the poem, 'Once Upon a Leaf'. ONCE UPON A LEAF. How curious can I possibly be? To envision a day upon a leaf. A Tom Thumb I would need to be! To... Continue Reading →