To appreciate a painting,
One has to go beyond the colours,
Stare at it with concentration for long,
Comprehend its meaning,
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After all these years, I still remember my first life drawing class. The whole class and teacher ridiculing me. It was a cruel and horrendous experience.
Marvelous! The world of painting isn't much different than the world of poetry. Both need to go behind the colors and words! Geeta you are a master of many such skills
Part 2… I felt as if his words reverberating in my ears. Congratulations, Geeta. For this marvellous episode from the life of Great Vincent Van Gogh. Five stars is all I can give here. But in fact this poem deserves Five thousand
This is what real poetry is all about. Picturesque. Emotional, but true and sincere. The reflections of Rev Peterson captured in such a way that I felt I heard his voice..
Another beautiful biographical poem from you! Well depicted one!
2) The irony is that a few years back, my art work was admired by a local artist. He suggested that I hold an art exhibition. After reading this poem...I just might do that! THX, Geeta!