Stock-Take :: 2007

I stood in front of the painting for the longest time. Its simplicity appealed. Didn't hear the minutes tick by. I was only aware of the vibrant gold on the canvas and the lone sampan resting on the stark white lower half.

A painting is, of course, open to different interpretations by each individual. Perspectives are also dependent on whichever chapter of life he is pacing through. I remember what I laid out for 2006. In this painting, I found a pictorial précis of my axiom for 2007.

The Flower Boat

The fisherman's swapping a yarn for a yarn
Under the hand of the village barber,
And her in the angle of house and barn
His deep-sea dory has found a harbor.

At anchor she rides the sunny sod
As full to the gunnel of flowers growing
As ever she turned her home with cod
From George's bank when winds were blowing.

And I judge from that elysian freight
That all they ask is rougher weather,
And dory and master will sail by fate
To seek the Happy Isles together.

~ Robert Frost