Thursday photo prompt He painted on the large canvasses we now see in the Orangery Museum. A quiet man, who took the time to look at the light, the pale greens, the tender colours of the young plants. His garden is a spot for dreaming, thinking back to a time of peace. And then … Continue reading Painted #writephoto
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Toteninsel
Inspired by an evening, roaming through the second floor of the Alte Nationalgalerie in Berlin In the morning I went to the gym and trained as usual, carefully. I felt relaxed, the dizziness was gone. Back home, the most important person had gone to her own class. We would meet later, and I had … Continue reading Toteninsel
Imagination #writephoto
Imagination "It's a puzzle," I said as we looked up the victorian wall. "There was something there, before, and the artist..." But I realised my companion was not listening, rather he was looking closely at the colours, and delicately taking small samples of the paint he carefully saved in an envelop. "I wish I … Continue reading Imagination #writephoto
You #IWD2017
You haunt my dreams, you haunt these pages, and the places where I once was, and the ones I haven't seen yet, indispensable, sometime smiling, sometime not, as if you wanted me to know when I keep to the path of truthfulness, and when I don't. In a crowd you always find me, and, … Continue reading You #IWD2017
Chaotic #DailyPost
Today's Prompt "It's all about geography," she said in her quiet, matter of fact voice. "You have to draw the map, polish the synopsis, make sure those ghosts of yours translate into real people, people who live, work, love, somewhere!" "You're quite right about the map,"I replied, in conciliatory mood, "and there lies the … Continue reading Chaotic #DailyPost
Albrecht Dürer: Hieronymus Holzschuher, 1526
What is hidden behind the patrician gaze, the powerful shoulders, the venerable beard and white mane? In our Lord's year of 1526, much is still to happen in your country... But where is your country? Is it Bavaria? So tells us history... What dreams or wild ambitions do your calm eyes keep away from … Continue reading Albrecht Dürer: Hieronymus Holzschuher, 1526
#FiveSentenceFiction: Open
The tall cypresses mark the place, their shadows the guardians of the grave, at the edge of the lake. There, I have come, from the other shore, alone, as befits a pilgrimage. I know the gate will be open, for today is the day, when his disciples come to celebrate the Master. Across the sacred threshold, … Continue reading #FiveSentenceFiction: Open
#FiveSentenceFiction: Fresh
We drove from Flagstaff, and took Route 89 North, under the volcano, our sights on the snow capped San Francisco range. Soon, in the direction of the Wupatki ruins, home of the Water clan, we saw the Painted Desert in its splendour, stretching as a thin rainbow on the horizon. We stopped at the Sunset Crater: there you … Continue reading #FiveSentenceFiction: Fresh
#DailyPrompt: Break the Silence
When was the last time... (In six words) One of us will die today
Six Word Story Challenge: Garden #6WSC #WritersWednesday
Hers: Hidden, but no less enticing...
