Tuesday, 30 July 2013



My turn to host at the Three Muses this week and I asked for something to do with water or the sea.

Here is my interpretation of one of my most favourite poems about the sea : My Lost Youth by Henry W Longfellow.

.... I remember the black wharves and the slips,
 And the sea-tides tossing free; 
And Spanish sailors with bearded lips,
 And beauty and mystery of the ships,
 And the magic of the sea .....

Aaaah swoon!   :D

Credit to Land Of Nod, Shadowhouse Creations, and Caroline at Sharing Tubes.

Thank you for looking.


Lori Saul said...

Love the spiraling of the words and the rich imagery here- wonderful piece!

Ozstuff said...

A majestic piece and a wonderful choice of poem. Superb.

Gayle Page-Robak said...

What an interesting and fabulous art piece! So wonderfully created. Love it.

Karla B aka Lady Skyclad said...

Magneficent work, my friend. It is always a pleasure to visit your blog.

sirkkis said...

The boy is someway mystical. I've used him for some work earlier. Love the spiraling of the words, too. Wonderfular art work.

Deann said...

This is magical and wonderful and it's making me dizzy...great job Ann.

Bill said...

You've done Longfellow proud! Beautiful work.

Sim said...

The dark expression on his face hurts my heart through these beautiful words.
Your imagination is over limits dear Ann!
Your fan, always.