Painting is silent poetry, and poetry is painting with the gift of speech.
Simonides
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My husband is the silent poet around here and I like it that way. :0)
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely thought! :)
ReplyDeleteFantastic quote to remember!
ReplyDeletePerfect quote and picture. Is that you? I love those paintings, too.
ReplyDeleteAren't you the clever girl! I am reading away, pondering the posts!
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful thought.
ReplyDeleteVery true! And lots of Pees in it too. :)
ReplyDeleteVery nice thought!
ReplyDeleteBlogging is like throwing up lots of different cans of paint!--Cheryl
Painting is poetry but priming is poop. Especially caulking and sanding and all the other preparing. But I regress. Painting IS poetry.
ReplyDeleteI like that!
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Except my painting would need to be finger painting. I could express myself and not worry about it having to look like anything!
ReplyDeleteIf painting is poetry, what do the white walls I just painted say...? Kidding... Yes, that is an apt quote for our P round, Jenny.
ReplyDeleteThat's fabulous & I love the paintings in that picture!
ReplyDeleteawesome quote!!! both yours and the comment about blogging!!
ReplyDeleteHmmm, I haven't done any painting in years. Now you know why I'm not a poet.
ReplyDeleteLinking up by way of Thursday blog hopping…P is for Parkway and Thursday Two Questions
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Cathy Kennedy, Children's Author
The Tale of Ole Green Eyes
I always enjoy these little tidbits of wisdom and inspiration you share on Alphbe-Thursdays. This one is such a peaceful picture in my mind. Pouring out your heart on a piece of canvas. Something my eldest can do very well.
ReplyDeleteOh it is...and sometimes we do that painting for our walls, in silly and beautiful strokes, spreading color and tales all the way through.....!
ReplyDeleteI'm afraid anything I painted would hardly be called poetry. However, I'd love to have that talent! Meanwhile, I'll just enjoy other people's poetry.
ReplyDeleteI don't thinking any of my paintings are poetic, but I sure used to love doing them. Good therapy and Lord knows... I need therapy.
ReplyDeleteThat's nice. Maybe if I read that to my hubby he will feel more inspired to finish the painting!~Ames
ReplyDeletegreat quote Thanks for sharing it
ReplyDeleteWhat a wonderful metaphor!
ReplyDeleteTeresa
Good quote. Unfortunately, painting here means work in the house--not the creative kind which I am better at looking at the work of others anyway.
ReplyDeleteWith all the paintings I have painted, I must be a great poet but I didn't know, lol !
ReplyDeletelove, well done take.
ReplyDeleteDoes it count if I'm just painting walls and furniture??
ReplyDeleteAlas, my poetic paintings are only on walls, logs and occasionally furniture. I can't even write a poem...sigh.
ReplyDeleteThank you got s lovely quote.