a tale of a beautiful countryⅡ - forget-me-not
I will arise and go now, for always night and day
I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;
While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey,
I hear it in the deep heart’s core.
I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;
While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey,
I hear it in the deep heart’s core.
The Lake Isle of Innisfree / W. B. Yeats
He disappeared in the dead of winter:
The brooks were frozen, the airports almost deserted,
And snow disfigured the public statues;
The mercury sank in the mouth of the dying day.
What instruments we have agree
The day of his death was a dark cold day
The brooks were frozen, the airports almost deserted,
And snow disfigured the public statues;
The mercury sank in the mouth of the dying day.
What instruments we have agree
The day of his death was a dark cold day
In Memory of W. B. Yeats / W. H. Auden

forget-me-not (lead) / 2019
acrylic on paper
415x625x25mm (each)
acrylic on paper
415x625x25mm (each)
tree, snow / 2019
toy, water
φ100x110mm
toy, water
φ100x110mm
forget-me-not / 2017
left: 331x500mm
right: 810x600x30mm
(with frame)
photograph
- forget-me-not
18 -23 March 2019
@GALERIE SOL
left: 331x500mm
right: 810x600x30mm
(with frame)
photograph
a tale of a beautiful countryⅡ
- forget-me-not
18 -23 March 2019
@GALERIE SOL
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