{Image via WGA/Doria Pamphilij}I am still trying to paint water. Not water painted at the level of Brueghel, but well enough for now. Just look at that water! MAN!
Neruda's words come to mind as I try and tackle this puzzle:
"The Sea"
...The sea comes in and puts our lives together
and attacks alone and spreads itself and sings
in nights and days and men and living creatures.
Its essence-fire and cold; movement, movement.
...The sea comes in and puts our lives together
and attacks alone and spreads itself and sings
in nights and days and men and living creatures.
Its essence-fire and cold; movement, movement.
p.s. the above image is from a marvelous image database called Web Gallery. If you already know it that's great! If you don't...you're welcome.
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