Saturday, March 19, 2011

Reader, I ate it.

Like a window at Chartres, I think -
But there you go,
The flesh against the spirit,
We know how that song goes.

10 comments:

Eva said...

Never seen any apple of this kind... beautiful.

Totalfeckineejit said...

And the scales fell from our eyes and we covered ourselves in Fig Rolls and sang sea shanties like... "wave and a wave and a bonny ocean oh!,For my love is a wasted on the girl with the laughing eyes"
till Griselda the giraffe with the polo sweater and the golf cart banged the gong and we all went in for tea.

ArtSparker said...

TFE- Not to mention the high grand panjandrum with the button on his head.

Titus said...

I can see the Rose Window! And great pebbling to match the apple.

urbandon (Don Pezzano) said...

Well, it did Eve no harm.

Celeste Bergin said...

I love the water on the stone... how it is the same as the apple....

Charles Gramlich said...

An apple? Looks kind of weird.

susan christensen said...

delicious window

Coreopsis said...

What an evocative apple! That's no red delicious apple, but surely something with flavor--so round and firm, and the stones so wet. This made me stop and think, somehow, about the nature of desire. Thanks.

Tomás Serrano said...

I like this so much, full of diferent textures. A beautiful picture.