When the sun rises I think of a new day as a new world I want to meet. So,in my eyes I see the colour of a rose full of dew drops. In my mind are all the wonderful places i saw or hope to see and in my heart there is the emotion of a new adventure. Come with me in my world of beauty!

House of roses

The creation of something new is not accomplished by the intellect but by the play instinct acting from inner necessity. The creative mind plays with the objects it loves.
Carl Jung
The more frightening the world becomes...the more art becomes abstract.
Kandinsky

Saturday, June 30, 2007

The Wind in the Willows


Wind
Willows
Window

air
green
blue

breathe
life
trust



2 comments:

freddie said...

great one!
thanks
freddie

AutumnRose said...

Beautiful
Lovely
Precious

xxx