I Remember Days

I Remember Days

I heard a song that reminded me of days spent both as a youth and in the past. Summer days with summer thoughts. I cannot even remember the name of the song or the singers, I heard it as the backing song on an advertisement. Yet this snippet of song made me think.

My thinking was not of the days spent with other people, the games played or the moments shared. Rather it was about happy times of peace and quiet in places that I was alone and yet at peace. Solitary moments, happy moments. Most of those were in times of holidays and warm places.

I had many thoughts of how I could express this and in the end this was what came of the thinking. When the colours were there before me this was what happened.

I painted this first as a little acrylic on a sheet of acrylic paper and put it in a little mount ( Matt).  MY friends who shared it with me all said the same as I was feeling, they liked it but could not say why.

Yesterday I got bold and painted it on a large canvas board 16" x 20" The scale meant making some small changes. Does it work? I am not sure, but i have put it in a nice black and silver frame and put it behind glass and each time I pass it and look at it I do feel some sense of peace. That is actually something, because right now I am in considerable pain, from what i do not know, and for a painting to bring some peace and comfort is saying something.

Memories of Summer ( The Small Version of the Painting Above.)

Summer Dreams - The Journey.

Summer Dreams

Amidst the chaos and the grime,

Of growing land.

And muddy slime.

Lies the thoughts of days to come.

With summer sun ,

Will come the glow.

Of blooms and plants.

Nurtured  in the gnarled hand,

Of gardeners palm.

His thoughts his hopes

of what will  be .

When he and nature  are as one

 in harmony.

The colours, hearts will lift.

And fill with dreams of love that is and yet to blossom,

In the warmth of days.

Oh summer dreams my heart you fill.

And make me long soar

On wings of song

As in your beauty

Deep I lie.

And wonder at the tales ,

of summer sky.

I think of places I have seen

And those I have yet to

And journeys made

And yet to be.

Oh Summer Dreams.

This blog is linked to my other. Life Is full of Hard Knocks