I dreamed of living in Paris in a small garret painting bad pictures of my impressions of life A half-empty glass of red wine dripping dark stains onto the shadowbox A Persian cat curled up into a ball basking in the sunlight, wishing I would sell a painting so that she would have something more substantial to eat than milk, while I subsist on stale crusts of bread softened by water. Rain drops begin washing against the grimmy yellowed window. Caressing my last cigarette as if it was a woman... while considering switching to nudes instead of still lives especially since I am running out of fruit and am down to my last tube of paint. I dreamed...
Actually, it sounds wonderful. Being in Paris would be worth all the troubles. I am sure something would turn up to solve all the problems eventually, or at least one would hope so. :)
yikes...sounds like a nightmare, too...funny how the things we spend our entire lives avoiding sometimes would be welcomed relief...thanks for this contribution.
Reviewed by Rodd Jokre (Reader)
Reviewed on October 29, 2003
Nice piece sir!
Rodd
Reviewed by Nicole Davis Vergara (Reader)
Reviewed on August 10, 2003
This is a excellantly painted piece of some splendid imagery and dreams!
~Nikki~
Reviewed by Elizabeth Taylor (Reader)
Reviewed on August 9, 2003
Ahhh, love the pictures this represents. Well done.
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Good piece..
Vesna:)
Rodd
~Nikki~