Ilnieko.

In E minor.

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The dry daybreak left behind

water runs, water flows

west, at the evening songs

the rains and the rivers flow.

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Compositions. Acrylic Paint on Infusberry Paper, 240 x 333mm.

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Years have done their deed

 by the looks of the old oak trees

 green leaves breathe in the summer heat.

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The golden nights of a thousand moonlights, dreamt away by the sea.

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Time and tide

day or night

time and tide

rain or shine.

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The auctioneer found the bidder by the eye before the bidder’s call vibrated the eardrums.

The steady pace of the clock tick-tock, tick-tock picks up in the twilight of the day.

Aliens in my soup, is it the time or is it that late?

Don’t count the hours, grain of sand, starry, or old late nights.  

Listen, a lower star, wondering further down the road to heaven.

Empty waves on a silver moonlight, rippling on.

Musical notes are beautiful but their boundaries are supreme.

The touch of sensitive fingers, the language of the souls, waves of music with flawless control.

These musical paintings should be viewed with an eye-sense of music.

Out of the darkness, light’s desire was to be born.

Ideologies and losing money don’t mix.

These series intertwine, in text and music.

Refection from the Mediterranean.