Poem Upon the Sky...

                          

Trees are poems that the earth writes upon the sky, 

We fell them down and turn them into paper,

That we may record our emptiness.

Kahlil Gibran

Sand Tracks...

Not all those who wander are lost...
J.R.Tolkein

Love with A Chance of Drowning...

We have lingered in the chambers of the sea
By the sea girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown
Till human voices wake us and we drown.
T.S.Eliot

Sandstone (Series II)...

The beauty and mystery of this world only emerges through affection, attention, interest and compassion...open your eyes wide and actually see this world by attending to its colours, details and irony.
Orhan Pamuk

Sandstone (Series I)...

It is not the language of painters but the language of nature which one should listen to, the feeling for the things themselves, for reality, is more important than the feeling for pictures.
Vincent van Gogh

Last Days of Summer...

Summer's lease hath all too short a date.
William Shakespeare

Experiment with Detritus...

 Storms bring the detritus of other people's lives into our own, a reminder of how we are not alone and of how truly insignificant we are.
Karen White

Rain...

Don't threaten me with love baby. Let's just go walking in the rain.
Billie Holiday