My piece either reminds me of Henri Rousseau’s piece or his piece influenced my piece. It is kind like the chicken or the egg. No matter, I love Henri Rousseau’s work and I rather like this piece. There you have it on this long weekend during the pandemic. I guess it is time to remember. I know it is suppose to be to remember our dead, but for nights now I am remembering things from my past. I mean big time remembrances. What is going on? I am remembering things I have not thought of for years.
Lovely colors, John, I like this one too!
Have you been baking madeleines?!
I visit that Tiger every time I'm in the National Gallery - one of my favouritest pics of all time! xcr
Well along with this pandemic we have received the gift of time and changed brains.
I have had strange dreams, memories and found myself “swimming in uncharted waters” behavioral.
I think this is a kind of cleansing change in our minds and bodies.
Slowing down, rethinking our destiny, etc.
Back to this hidden tiger, I love that I saw it last and, a bit like observing nature closely, sweetly suprised.
It also conjured up Tiger Tiger burning bright in the forest of the night...such fearful symmetry, etc...William Blake
I love starting my morning with your blog. It inspires my day.
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