Alluvionbard - Alluvion Bard

Frans Hals's Portrait of an unknown gentleman with hat and gloves (circa 1535).

BREAK-UP Jazz song I wrote

I See The Darkness in you, I now see the light in me 

Our relationship had to begin

Before it could come to an end, 

I had to see where it would go, 

Endless possibilities.

Love it’s keeping us on our toes, 

The music in our ears, 

Narrating along as the story goes. 

Will there be wedding bells, 

A honeymoon in Beirut. 

Can you see us 

We’re riding Arabian horses 

Across the sands. 

Life is out of our hands. 

 suddenly, the sun shined

Down on me.  

My eyes gave off an aqueous flare, 

I see the darkness in you, 

I now see the light in me, 

Baby, you are full of toxicity.

I am glad that you’re gone, 

I’m full of vitamin D 

I’ve got good friends and 

The beautiful world around me

Light beams down

 on the ground, I walk. 

I have to tread lightly baby, 

Because I am so hot. 

Enjoy what life has to give, 

Aloha meaning goodbye, 

Because I am not going to 

Give you a thought. 

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Topo Treelore

winged heart doodle

Washington Square, New York City, 1958 - by Dave Heath (1931 - 2016), American

The Belly of an Architect: What else would there be?

'Occupation?' 'I am an architect...' replies Stourley Kracklite to the policeman in this motion picture 'The Belly of an Architect' by the famous director Pe...

From the Peter Greenaway masterpiece. A famous architect faces his end when he is diagnosed with cancer. His wife leaves him for the man who takes his job, and he will not live to see the birth of his son. 

Why should you watch this film? Because Brian Dennehy was like a wounded lion going down, roaring and fighting life for its cheating ways. He chooses his path, and though I don’t agree with his choice in the end, I respect his courage. 

Francesc Català-Roca. La Gran Vía de Madrid. 1950′s