This is my favorite of all your paintings. It reminds me so much of my mother's poem below.
In a niche in a rock carved by the sea lies a
cradle of comfort, a haven for me.
Threatening tides roar with their spume of
salt spray while seductive waves rise only
two feet away.
Danger abounds on this high windy place as
the lure of forever kisses my face.
Alone in a circle of stone, protected yet
wildly free, will I cling to the solid
rock...or yield to the tempting sea?
I am surrounded by such talent and love. I am so grateful.
Friday, October 8, 2010
Just got this surprise in the mail!! Oh, Tatyana, you make my heart sing!! Thank you so much!