“Art is literacy of the heart” Elliot Eisner / “Arte não é pureza; é purificação, não é liberdade; é libertação.” Clarice Lispector

domingo, 3 de julho de 2016


Every year is getting shorter 
Never seem to find the time.
Plans that either come to naught 
Or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desparation is the English way
The time has gone, the song is over,
Thought I'd something more to say.

Home, home again
I like to be here when I can
When I come home cold and tired
It's good to warm my bones beside the fire
Far away, across the field
The tolling of the iron bell
Calls the faithful to their knees
To hear the softly spoken magic spells

Pink Floyd

Take a Word


11 comentários:

  1. Fantastic interpretation of that Pink Floyd - love it!
    Great digital piece.
    Gill x

  2. A wonderful art piece in imagery and word!

  3. Perfect illustration of the Pink Floyd lyric. Lovely work, Karla!

  4. Stunning piece, Karla, with words to match - perfect!

  5. We had the same thought, Soul Sister. Super collage ♥

  6. A most beautiful take on the time challenge, Karla, and great lyrics from Pink Floyd. A standing ovation from me.

  7. Beautiful work...I almost used those words myself awesome lyrics.

  8. Love this one, its fabulous and love the lyrics too. x

  9. A wonderful interpretation of these lovely lyrics, Karla. Love it.


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