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“In the Lead” Pastel 9” x 12” $100
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It’s the crazy time of year again…when
my students and my colleagues and I are stressed out with all of the end of
semester work. This is quite possibly why I’ve been painting sailboats lately.
They tend to remind me of one of my favorite poems, “Sea Fever” by John
Masefield.
For all of my tired, hard-working friends
and students, two stanzas from this poem:
I must down go to the seas again, for the call of the
running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.
I must go down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,
To the gull’s way and the whale’s way, where the wind’s like a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover,
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick’s over.
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.
I must go down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,
To the gull’s way and the whale’s way, where the wind’s like a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover,
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick’s over.
Happy
Weekend!
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