In the Garden of Eden i reach to the trees .Hiding in the shadows . Old memories not easily fooled found me . Old night mares , long dark corridors , lurking in closets , beneath beds, waited to take hold . Images trapped and fragmented memories . Childhood last but an hour . Torture passes slow . Once permission to forget had been realized . Being one of the trees to not be noticed . Fooling the ghosts . Ha - ha . Have to learn to love decorative fences while there is still time to enjoy the fruit .
Art work and photography created by t. j. nixon . Oil painting, acrylic , watercolor,drawings, and photos.
Friday, August 31, 2012
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Driving through an afternoon of sunshine to dusk . Summer chorus of crickets from near by fern sing tenor and soprano . Wild turkeys on the left cross over to the right . Approaching deer slow down and pause . Passing traffic sounds from an interstate applaud tonights crescendo performance . Falling leaves on the pavement ahead . We are all temporary dwellers with roof tops falling in about us . Good night world .
Tuesday, August 14, 2012
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Friday, August 10, 2012
Summer Changing
Summer Changing, a photo by t.nixon85 on Flickr. Sweet nectar of red to green turns yellow to green than brown . All falls down to earth again to its creation . Rising mists to clouds rain down . Caterpillars to monarchs fluttering away through blue skies . Summer crickets chirp the song of change in cooling moist air . The swallows have away to Capistrano .
Wednesday, August 1, 2012
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