Tag Archives: Ashichion

Keeseio

I counted the clouds on the steps of Komeeso a sculpture and counted them all.

Keeseio.

In D-flat major.

I counted the clouds on the steps of Komeeso’s sculpture and counted them all.

Rene Francois Lacôte (1785-1855) was a Romantic luthier from Paris, France.

Cello Series 3. Acrylic Paint on Infusberry Paper, 240 x 333mm.

The purple key is the key.

Return back to the page the unspoken verse.

Hook on to every moment, as there is no loose time to lose.

Above my head, a sky-facing blue-painted window gazed.

Is it this, or is it that? Not here nor there. Choices, choices, choices for spinning heads.

To care for books is to read them and look.

Is the carrot a rabbit?

Ideologies and losing money don’t mix.

It all comes down to expression and vocabulary.

Key, keylines and their meanings.

These series intertwine, in text and music.

Reflections from the Mediterranean.

Milliu

Hook on to every moment, as there is no loose time to lose.

Milliu.

In E major.

Hook on to every moment, as there is no loose time to lose.

Pietro Guarnieri (1695-1762) was an Italian Luthier, also know as Pietro da Venezia the last from the Guarneri House of violin-makers

Cello Series 3. Acrylic Paint on Infusberry Paper, 240 x 333mm.

Above my head, a sky-facing blue-painted window gazed.

Is it this, or is it that? Not here nor there. Choices, choices, choices for spinning heads.

To care for books is to read them and look.

Is the carrot a rabbit?

– Strange words in wine, blossomed through the night.

– Day One B.C, the day I can’t remember.

Ideologies and losing money don’t mix.

It all comes down to expression and vocabulary.

Key, keylines and their meanings.

These series intertwine, in text and music.

Reflections from the Mediterranean.