Gris and Picasso both
fool and train the eye with images magnificently
They make words pop
They play with the eye
It's different shades and takes on a world some just don't see even if they are looking
As a visual learner and a writer, it captures a place I hold dear
Sometimes what stands out holds itself to a higher plane because the music of the heart, soul, and falls into the hands of those that impact the world in a way few imagine and a special few accept
Trompe L'oeil
Trompantojo

C@ rainbowchaser2023

When does one push the stop button?
When the noises in your head get so loud you stop them before they explode
Leaving you to wonder do you leave well enough alone
Just leave
Pick up the pieces and move forward
Is there anything left of what used to be?
Has the virus destroyed so much that all we do is stand still?
While others try another approach
Sweetness has been lost in the air


C@rainbowchaser2022

Don't be offended
Yesterday was long ago
Time is limited and haven't got the time for an old friend
Not making it either
So another loss is mourned
Set yourself free from what used to be

C@rainbowchaser2022

She beckons me to return
Something changed when the words work to live became a mantra
Celebrating friends and family with a joy never known before
Just because and a dolce vita state of mind
You enjoy and take out the good stemware and stuff for special occasions every day
You make every moment a holiday because indeed it is a gift to be here and enjoy
That is the reason
So until we meet again dear lovely cities
Your art and culture never stop filling my cup
Firenze look for me
Venezia your magic fills the air
Italy with a style and colors of its own
A tutto c'e' rimecho fuorche la morta
Arrivederci alla prossimo


C@rainbowchaser2021