Hey everyone. I thought today I would talk about one of my paintings. This is one of my favourites. I really wanted to try my hand at painting a scene showing off the magical colours of the night and the brilliance of the moon watching over us. I decided that the best way of doing this would be to paint a scene with the moon over the sea, and delicate coloured clouds surrounding it.
Also after finishing the painting I asked my eldest son to do a piece of writing about it. He has an amazing way with words. Writing to him is like breathing, It comes naturally to him. So here it is. The colours of night.
Also after finishing the painting I asked my eldest son to do a piece of writing about it. He has an amazing way with words. Writing to him is like breathing, It comes naturally to him. So here it is. The colours of night.
A gift was given to me, of lesser light, to guide my wayward soul through night.
Hung within the barren void, I rest inanimate in a pallid shell.
Till seams appear and rays pour through.
Torrents soak within my being, and grant colour where none resided.
As the rushes end and peace returns, the vision begins to form.
And there you lay, radiant , omniscient - as my lunar guardian.
Hasan
Hung within the barren void, I rest inanimate in a pallid shell.
Till seams appear and rays pour through.
Torrents soak within my being, and grant colour where none resided.
As the rushes end and peace returns, the vision begins to form.
And there you lay, radiant , omniscient - as my lunar guardian.
Hasan
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