My recent posts have been noisy and busy, by which I mean full of details and links and information. Today, I made a promise to myself to quiet my loud mind and try, try to be still with my thoughts and my post. (But it’s hard to restrain myself; so hard…..) Here goes; be still…….
I adore the work of Jean Auguste Dominique Ingres.
I adore the work of nature along my garden path.
And did I mention that I adore the paintings of Jean Auguste Dominique Ingres; the rich fabric, the colours, textures, details, the sweet plumpness of the curves….. every moment my eyes linger on this painting of Madame Moitessier, I discover new delights…
And did I mention that I adore Nature’s Canvas too, with its myriad textures,
soft folds, jewel-like colours, tiny, ever-surprising details and
and silken opulence.
Be still…… and listen; do you hear Spring singing in the garden? Can you see the music playing?
“When the chamber of the scarlet-clothed Hours is opened
And the nectareous flowers usher in the fragrant spring,
Then are scattered, then, on the immortal ground
The lovely petals of violets; roses are wound in our hair;
Loudly echo the voices of songs to the flutes,
And choirs step in procession to dark-ribboned Semele.”