M.
In F major.
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Online has flattened the curve.
It does not matter how or where
The top knows it and are scared
Young sparkeyes knows it and will dictate.
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Reflection from the Mediterranean.
M.
In F major.
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Online has flattened the curve.
It does not matter how or where
The top knows it and are scared
Young sparkeyes knows it and will dictate.
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Reflection from the Mediterranean.
Jreyfina.
In F-sharp minor.
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Symbols in colour, forms and paint
a narrative out to work
read and listen while you play.
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Eugène Cuniot-Hury (1861-1921) was a Mirecourt prolific archetier and bow maker who produced and copied many styles of bows.
R. Kimtipper & Associates Fine Violins.
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Compositions. Acrylic Paint on Infusberry Paper, 240 x 333mm.
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Straying across the page
sounds of ramblings heard
yet, the word’s truth hangs on.
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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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Years have done their deed
by the looks of the old oak trees
green leaves breathe in the summer heat.
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Time and tide
day or night
time and tide
rain or shine.
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The steady pace of the clock tick-tock
tick-tock, tick-tock –!
the tick picks up the twilight of the day.
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Musical notes are beautiful but their boundaries are supreme.
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.
Refection from the Mediterranean.
Stoysso.
In F-sharp major.
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Straying across the page
sounds of ramblings heard
yet, the word’s truth hangs on.
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Louis Joseph Morizot (1874- 1957) was a French archetier who won the Artisanale de Paris in 1874.
Brobst Violin Shop.
Compositions. Acrylic Paint on Infusberry Paper, 240 x 333mm.
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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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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.
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The steady pace of the clock tick-tock
tick-tock, tick-tock –!
the tick picks up the twilight of the day.
.
Musical notes are beautiful but their boundaries are supreme.
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.
Qourwel.
In F minor.
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The morning sky awash with cool light
Mid-day sun burns the leaves
Cold and freeze in the starry eve.
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Charles Francois Grand (1787-1845) was French and was the foremost dealer of his time, appointed luthier to the Royal Court of France. Ingles & Heyday.
Compositions. Acrylic Paint on Infusberry Paper, 240 x 333mm.
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The dry daybreak left behind
water runs, water flows
west, at the evening songs
the rains and the rivers flow.
.
Years have done their deed
by the looks of the old oak trees
green leaves breathe in the summer heat.
.
The golden nights of a thousand moonlights, dreamt away by the sea.
.
Time and tide
day or night
time and tide
rain or shine.
.
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, tick-tock –!
the tick picks up the twilight of the day.
.
Musical notes are beautiful but their boundaries are supreme.
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.
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.
.
Compositions. Acrylic Paint on Infusberry Paper, 240 x 333mm.
.
Years have done their deed
by the looks of the old oak trees
green leaves breathe in the summer heat.
.
The golden nights of a thousand moonlights, dreamt away by the sea.
.
Time and tide
day or night
time and tide
rain or shine.
.
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.
Thousumie.
In B minor.
The golden nights of a thousand moonlights, dreamt away by the sea.
Nicolas Lupot (1758-1824) is known as the French Stradivari who shaped along with Jean-Baptiste Vuillaume the French violin making in the 19th century.
Dolce Fine Violins.
Musicpainting Compositions. Acrylic Paint on Infusberry Paper, 240 x 333mm.
Time and tide
day or night
time and tide
rain or shine.
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 or the grain of sand, starry or the late old 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 language of music hovers and whips the souls. The light threads ahead.
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.