TOM WAITS WATERCOLOR digital painting by Michael Forbus MY LITTLE BIRD With my little terrestrial bird, my rustic earthen jug, I break out singing the guitar's rain: alleged autumn arrives like a load of firewood, decanting the aroma that flew through the mountains, and grape by grape my kisses were joined to her bunch. This proves that the afternoon accumulated sweetness like the amber process or the order of violets. Come flying, passanger, let's fly with the coals, live or cold, with the disorderly darkness of the obscure and the ardent. Let's enter the ash, let's move with the smoke, let's live by the fire. In mid autumn we'll set the table over the grassy hillside, flying over Chillan with your guitar in your wings. AUTHOR PABLO NERUDA
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julie Marks 07 Oct 2007
Extraordinary integration of color and texture to reflect the dimension of this amazing musician. We not only share the love of the same poets, but also of the legendary rock music poets of our generation. Pairing this stunning painting with Pablo Neruda' s poetry is brilliant and so fitting as a testament to the legendary. I can imagine him flying over a grassy Chilian hillside with his guitar and you would be right beside him!!Sara Deutsch 08 Sep 2007
Dramatic with innovative effects...Loredana 07 Sep 2007
AMAZING LOVE ITmaureen older 01 Jan 2007
wonderful effecet!!!!Tabitha Borges 21 Dec 2006
like the effects...