An attempt at pastiche… on Hartfield, Mr Woodhouse and Emma

“Indulge your imagination in every possible flight.”~ Jane Austen ‘Give a loose to your fancy…’ says Ms. Austen, and I did. With apologies to the immortal Jane Austen whose 241st birthday was celebrated yesterday, here’s an (distorted) adaptation, a pastiche of Chapter Three of Emma, the characters being replaced by my feathered friends. The greenContinue reading “An attempt at pastiche… on Hartfield, Mr Woodhouse and Emma”

I know where wells grow…

 It is Emily’s birthday today and her poetry has been my source of joy and peace for a few years; she’s become my companion and her poems, part of my everyday life. Each poem mesmerizes me with its simplicity and depth, many poems make me feel that this is exactly what I wanted to say.Continue reading “I know where wells grow…”

A slash of Blue, a sweep of Gray, some scarlet patches on the way…

  “How strange that nature does not knock, and yet does not intrude!”~ED  Emily does to me what Nature does to her. She visits me at the most unexpected times, uninvited; out of context visits which I love and entertain. I started a new painting with the fishing boats of Mui Ne in mind. MuiContinue reading “A slash of Blue, a sweep of Gray, some scarlet patches on the way…”