Thanks Much Colors, this means a lot coming from someone as creative as yourself. The feeling of the painting Whistler did of his mother has always stuck in my head. I think there is a lot of loneliness, alienation, fear, and anger just below the surface today, maybe there always was....but I sense there is more now. Just my humble attempt to portray that. Thanks for seeing...as opposed to just looking,
Barri
Guest
10-Jan-2005 00:15
Damn Barri this gallery is great! This one really called to me, so far it's my fave but looks like
there are many to FAVE-ON. The lonliness and creeping anger...well that is what I sense here and it is
haunting!
Ol' rock - in' chair's got me, my cane by my side;
Fetch me that gin, son, 'fore I tan your hide.
Can't get from this cabin, go no where
Just sit me here grabbin'
At the flies 'round my rockin' chair.
Bridge:
My dear old Aunt Harriet -- in Hea - ven she be --
Send me sweet chariot, for the end of that trouble I see.
Ol' rock - in' chair gets it; judgment day is here,
Chained to my old rock - in' chair.
