The Moment: Cast like jetsam against my library wall after an evening well spent with gallant young men and decorative articles of the female kind. We had hoisted the wine and consumed the cooked beast in celebration of St. Valentine. Thoughts ran riot across my fevered brow and I sought the deeper ways. My Lady Nicotine bestows, as one of my basic food groups, a state of being effortlessly captured by the digital eye of one, Matt Gaither (http://derflugplatz.blogspot.com/).
4 comments:
Looks like a painting.
In fact that was the very same thought I had. Even unto the thought of making it one if it weren't so self absorbed. It reminded me of a Caravaggio or a Rembrandt, dark with illuminated forms and places.
Looks to me like you're petitioning to the magic orb for inspiration. Is this the secret of your power???
I'm no art critic but Caravaggio was much darker, no? Yeah, you could do a painting but just put your favorite pose of Kipling or one of your other favorites in there instead.
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