Tag Archives: Vienleli

Stoysso

Straying across the page….

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.

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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.

These series intertwine, in text and music.

Refection from the Mediterranean. 

Qourwel

The morning sky awash with cool light…

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

The dry daybreak left behind …..

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.

.

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

The golden nights of a thousand moonlight.

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. 

Ihoammo.

Time and tide.

Ihoammo.

In B major.

Time and tide

day or night

time and tide

rain or shine.

Georges Chanot (1801-1883) was a principle French luthier, his copies of del Gesu are highly sought after.

Viaduct Violins.

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

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. 

Vienleli

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

Vienleli

In A minor.

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

Joseph Henry (1808-1881) was a very important French archetier, his bows are rare and sought after.

Tarisio.

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

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.