Thursday, May 28, 2009

Poetry:Crossing the Bar

This poetry suggests the voyage of the future with hope.

Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea,

But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home.

Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark;

For though from out our bourne of Time and Place
The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
When I have crost the bar.

by Alfred Tennyson

thought of the day

Art industry is bit deviant from the conventional capital world; therefore artists must be firm inside to embrace that culture.

Wednesday, May 27, 2009

Quote

"Drawing, is one of the seven human intelligence yet our modern society miss to embrace it enough somehow. Drawing is like writing skill, requires to be nurtured as much. Otherwise, there is no history of the mankind in past nor in future".(Havenly, Lon)