my white room


i never saw a moor—
i never saw the sea—
yet know i how the heather looks
and what a billow be.

e.d.



2/3/12

it is so cold here,
ice storm is coming from the north i heard
and i feel it in the air even here, in the city
thousands of pine needles on my face

i started to draw spring post cards
always inspired by japanese art, sumi - e
one color, one line endless story and depth

first one, iris
these letters together even
sound and look like the flower itself






3 comments:

  1. I like your words and I love your art. It's beautiful.

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    1. alma, thank you
      if so, ill send you
      a post card

      im happy you liked it

      i drew few more
      last night

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  2. i love your watercolors.
    stay warm x

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