T stands for Time

Hello My T-Friends!

I guess I am late again but here I am. Today I want only papaya, mango juice, a toast and ricotta spread. because it is very hot. Tomorrow I start work so I created a page thinking about time which in my opinon passed so quickly this january. Sometimes I think holidays should have 48 hours each day so that we all could rest more. But life is so fast these days, it is an instant and we hardly have time to think and reflect on what is happening. I have some years ahead till I retire. Meanwhile, let me prepare something for my class tomorrow.
Have a magical week!
Don't forget to visit Elizabeth!

This is also for Art Journal Journey
Hugs, 

Karla

Girls and blackbirds

“Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird"


I
Among twenty snowy mountains, 
The only moving thing 
Was the eye of the blackbird. 

II
I was of three minds, 
Like a tree 
In which there are three blackbirds. 

III
The blackbird whirled in the autumn winds. 
It was a small part of the pantomime. 

IV
A man and a woman 
Are one. 
A man and a woman and a blackbird 
Are one. 

V
I do not know which to prefer, 
The beauty of inflections 
Or the beauty of innuendoes, 
The blackbird whistling 
Or just after. 

VI
Icicles filled the long window 
With barbaric glass. 
The shadow of the blackbird 
Crossed it, to and fro. 
The mood 
Traced in the shadow 
An indecipherable cause. 

VII
O thin men of Haddam, 
Why do you imagine golden birds? 
Do you not see how the blackbird 
Walks around the feet 
Of the women about you? 

VIII
I know noble accents 
And lucid, inescapable rhythms; 
But I know, too, 
That the blackbird is involved 
In what I know. 

IX
When the blackbird flew out of sight, 
It marked the edge 
Of one of many circles. 

X
At the sight of blackbirds 
Flying in a green light, 
Even the bawds of euphony 
Would cry out sharply. 

XI
He rode over Connecticut 
In a glass coach. 
Once, a fear pierced him, 
In that he mistook 
The shadow of his equipage 
For blackbirds. 

XII
The river is moving. 
The blackbird must be flying. 

XIII
It was evening all afternoon. 
It was snowing 
And it was going to snow. 
The blackbird sat 
In the cedar-limbs.” 
― Wallace Stevens

For

Three Muses

Hugs, 

Karla

Girl wearing striped hat

“Why should anyone be frightened by a hat?” 
― Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

For

Digital Whisper

Blessings

Karla

Mysterious

“Mere color, unspoiled by meaning, and unallied with definite form, can speak to the soul in a thousand different ways. ” 
― Oscar Wilde

Hugs, 

Karla

For

Take a Word

Blessings,

Karla

T stands for Thoughts

Good Morning My T- Friends!

I guess I am late today but better late than never. I hope you are well wherever you are no matter how cold or hot the weather is. I promised myself that my blog would be devoted to art but sometimes I break this rule to write what I feel. I do apologise if I stir your feelings but it is with immense sadness and fear that not only me but many of my fellow countrymen and countrywomen saw Trump became America 45th president. What a challenge the whole world has ahead! I only hope common sense prevails and Mr Trump can understand that planet Earth is vast and everybody has the right to be here.

Would you like some coffee? Have you ever tried yogurt bread or white cheese?

They are yummy yummy!

As I told you I have been quite introspective due to some uncontrollable circumstances and I guess that has somehow been affecting not only the way I look at life but also my art.

 I chose Aristotle's quote to illustrate my pages:

"Friendship is two souls dwelling in one body."

Friends are very important in one's life and I am blessed because I have a few good friends and they are like a family. They helped me to be a better person in so many ways. 

If you can't find majesty in yourself, nobody will. Self-acceptance is essential to survive in a world so biased and unwilling to rethink attitudes. Nah, I don't want to change the world. I just want to live in peace and irradiate sunshine of my heart. When I was young, I thought I would transform everything. A rebel I was! It is impossible not to be one when you live in a dictatorship. Now I look at my daughter and I see myself in her. It is interesting how things repeat themselves in the scheme of life. Wisdom is a privilege of maturity and I am glad I finally understood that truth.

I hope you have a magical week!

Don't forget to visit Elizabeth!

Why don't you join Susi and Valerie? It's fun!

Blessings!

Karla

My Ladies

Hugs, 

Karla

Ice, ice baby

I got this ice box where my heart used to be.
Omarion

For
Digital Whisper

Hugs, 

Karla

Just a male

“He cried when I left, which I find to be standard male behavior.” 
― Emilie Autumn

For
Take a Word

Hugs, 

Karla

Female Paradox

“Life is a full circle, widening until it joins the circle motions of the infinite.” 
― Anaïs Nin

For

Sunday Postcard Art

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Karla

Clockwork Heart Girl

“Steampunk is...a joyous fantasy of the past, allowing us to revel in a nostalgia for what never was. It is a literary playground for adventure, spectacle, drama, escapism and exploration. But most of all it is fun!” 
― George Mann

For

Three Muses

Hugs, 

Karla

T stands for Love

Good Morning My Lovelies!

Today I don't want any coffee. It's very hot so just a glass of passion fruit juice for me which is my favourite one. We are never satisfied. I wish I could be contemplating some snow from my window right now but I've never seen it. As a matter of fact, this is what I see from my window:

The water is very clear and inviting.

 But I don't dare going to the beach.

The sun is very intense today and I believe it must be around 35°C.

 Here is another creation from my poetry book, I used watercolor pencils to color my little girl,.The poem and the drawing is a tribute to my furry friend Babi. She is sick and the vet suspects it is osteomyelitis again. I don't want to make her suffer another amputation so I have been quite blue since I got the diagnosis. Life is strange. It always finds a way to hurt us somehow.

The little girl in the drawing is me. The puppy is Babi. I am just five right now and I am glad she is still here with me, lying down on the floor under my chair as I write this text.

Have a magical week my friends and don't forget to visit Elizabeth!

Hugs, 

Karla

Snow

 Snow 1

Snow 2

"Snow was falling,
so much like stars
filling the dark trees
that one could easily imagine
its reason for being was nothing more
than prettiness.” 
― Mary Oliver

Mary Oliver is one of my favourite poets. I love her.

Hugs, 

Karla

Purple Girl

“I think it pisses God off if you walk by the color purple in a field somewhere and don't notice it.” 
― Alice Walker

For

Take a Word

Hugs, 

Karla