“April is the cruelest month, breeding lilacs out of the dead land, mixing memory and desire, stirring dull roots with spring rain.” T.S. Eliot quotes "The Wasteland"
We race up the hill To catch a rainbow Dark to the right Light to the left Thru droplets of rain A mist of colors Drops from the sky Onto the red red roof
The only time I was ever in Paris was in April. It was rainy and gray, except for this day!
"I never knew the charm of spring I never met it face to face I never new my heart could sing I never missed a warm embrace
Till april in paris, chestnuts in blossom Holiday tables under the trees April in paris, this is a feeling That no one can ever reprise" Song by Harburg/Duke Pastel, 8x10, $225.
New York. New York. Or any city. A view through raindrops- a taxi, buildings, lights; someone not singing in the rain. Woosh. Wet. Splash! April showers.
Everyday we encounter simple things, people, places that affect our lives from dawn to dusk. I capture them. The paintings offered here arematted but unframed [unless noted]. To buy: click on the "Buy Now" button near the artwork, or email us. To view all paintings:Click on "older posts" at bottom of each page to bring you to the next pages of paintings. Or go to "labels" below in this column and view by category. [Note: as with all artwork, buyer will own the painting, but as with all artists, I will retain all reproduction rights]. Email us: LightCaught@gmail.com Visit myBohoy Designor BohoyDesignline