Both the haiku and the picture are beautiful. Some of the duality you mentioned in commenting on my post about the death of Phoenix. We pick flowers in order to enjoy their beauty, and in so doing we cut them off from the source.
Well it looks like we are on the same page today Meri. I didn't see your blog until just now. How synchronistic! It is beautifully sad. Mine is filled with sunflowers but a much different take. Have a look if you have time. I love your Haiku. Yes, there is the seed of rebirth within this verse despite its sadness. Lovely photo.
That's pretty darn good, the message and the photo. Yes, the flower dies away, but not really, you know, with all the seedds and all, and the cycle of life. Every being has four seasons. This one is right where it is suppose to be. Very nice.
dear meri, i arrived home so late from the studio...so lovely to find your beauty here. i was your faded sunflower, filled with a summer heart...but oh so spent. your haiku a perfect reminder to return to the garden.
So. . . according to the time and place of my birth, my Sun is in Virgo. My Moon is in Scorpio. My rising sign (Ascendant) is in Aries. I tend toward perfectionism and can be critical, sometimes directing it at others but mostly toward myself. I have emotional depth and when I fall in love, I'm totally committed and expect the same of my Beloved (though my secret fear is betrayal). I like being active and my mind is quick. Knowledge is important to me, as is mastery of things that interest me. I tend to dive into things headfirst and sometimes I let myself go hogwild. . . and wear myself out. And often, once I know as much about something as I need to know, I lose interest and am off to the next shiny thing. What's your profile? (And I know that the good stuff applies, but the bad stuff is just so much bunk.)
It's been a while since I worked in my "real" art journal, the one I collage and draw in after having painted the watercolor paper pages with liquid watercolors. Well. . . painted is probably not an accurate depiction, since I usually saturate a wadded up paper towel and smear the damp paint on, or maybe sponge it on. And then wait. And wait. Waiting for the page to dry. Then I begin to glue various things onto pages with Yes paste or acrylic gel medium. And wait again. It can sometimes take two or three days to find just the right things for the page, adhere them, and wait for the layer to dry so I can build in the next one. Meanwhile, the thickness of my art journal expands like an unruly waistline. Digital art journaling, on the other hand, is much tidier. And quicker. And just as layered and nuanced. I make these babies on Polyvore.com. If you're interested in learning how, email me (meriak@y...
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Beautiful photo. Haunting verse.
~Deb
lovely
Peace.
i arrived home so late from the studio...so lovely to find your beauty here.
i was your faded sunflower, filled with a summer heart...but oh so
spent.
your haiku
a perfect reminder to return to the garden.
i love your place in my heart.
your seeds of promise
sow fresh hope.