The clouds brush the water.
Pink blends with green.
The crooked tree prays.
But it can’t be seen.
A rower drifts alone,
Held aloft by the green.
A fantasy world held close.
But it can’t be seen.
THE GREEN
paint
MAGIC
Source:looopism
It governs our lives.
It sets our course
On the paths, we follow.
Igniting our colors
And forming our creations.
Like words in a book
And brush strokes on an easel.
It gives us life
In multi-color.
What is it for you?
A HINT OF ME
A hint of me.
A little green dab.
A dark blue stroke.
A few black lines.
That’s all you need.
Just a hint of me.
A LITTLE COLOR
A LITTLE COLOR
Add a little color to the picture.
It won’t need to be still as a fixture.
Add some flowers and some fun
Until the picture is done.
Black and white might be good for some.
I enjoy yellow like the sun.
Other colors might work as well
And make the picture look as swell.
The painting could use strokes of brightness.
It doesn’t need to dwell in such darkness.
Take a step back to see your masterpiece.
It will bring you much contentment and peace.
WHAT COMES TO MIND?
Colors.
Blues.
Pinks.
Light.
Movement.
Illusion.
Paint.
Strokes.
Lines.
Artist.
What else comes to mind?
What about ‘creativity’?
OH ERTE
Erte; The Precious Stones; Sapphire c.1969
Oh Erte.
The grace and elegance
of your art.
The master of your craft.
The precision of details.
The combination of colors.
The impeccable designs.
The lover of the human form.
The lover of a woman’s form.
We thank you, Erte.
TO BE ME
Archan Nair – New Illustration titled “ Hue “
I feel lost and confused.
I feel dizzy and unsure of myself.
My mind is being pulled
in opposite directions.
What do I want?
What is the most important
thing for me to do?
After my family,
I need time for me.
To figure out what I want.
I want to create.
To throw paint on a wall.
Not really.
I want to keep writing.
To write my blog and
my next book.
Everyone leave me alone.
I want to write.
