Solar print of a woodcut by Margaret Gosden
My actor, playwright friend, in Australia, took one of my prints and wrote a verse for each of the four ways it could be viewed, thereby changing the original concept, changing
the scene. Here is what she wrote for this view:
The row-boat was where they had left it,
Beached by a rising tide.
By storms it was battered and broken,
An outcast, it lay on its side.
But the seagulls flew from the ocean
To wish it one last goodbye,
And the old boat rocked to the motion
Of sand and sea and sky.
http://rinklyrimes.blogspot.com/ Thank you BB!
This looks like bright sunbeams striking off the sea's surface.
ReplyDeleteI like BB's interpretation, too:-)
this is very very nice.
ReplyDeleteBoth the print and poem are lovely.
ReplyDeleteA happy revival! I like your idea of revisiting old items under the guise of another meme. And I agree with Jabblog about the glitter on the sea.
ReplyDeleteThose horizontal lines must be the waves...:) Stunning!
ReplyDeleteYou can visit my page at my Watery Wednesday.
nice!
ReplyDeleteAloha from Honolulu
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You have skillful hands, Margaret, to make a woodcut like that. Thank you for sharing it, along with Brenda's poem.
ReplyDeleteFIDDLE-DE-DEW
Hey, diddle, diddle,
The dew on my fiddle
Is making it hard to play!
Hey, diddle, diddle,
I need a new fiddle
With all the dew washed away!
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