Freed by Art
A painting is much more than just a beautiful piece of art…
I live in words
A painting is much more than just a beautiful piece of art…
what is real, at times feels like it is not; deceiving me, so that truth seems forgot. or maybe it is another truth, I fail to see; for what I see, I believe that is true to me. I don’t accept that both are, true as the day; this old heart stays adamant, like it … Read more Not what it is?
(<<< Part-6) The bags are packed and in the car. The week has been wonderful, and has added to my memories of this white bungalow, for I’ve relived my childhood and seen Vidya live hers. I’ve not yet been to see Sharada chechy. I know, if I do, that I’ll cry, and she’ll cry too. … Read more A Walk Through Memories (Part 7)