Art Title: Nine - Grandmother © Mineke ReindersVisit her blog site to see additional artwork.
The artist lives in Bloomington, Illinois, and specializes in watercolor
and gouache paintings inspired by places in Turkey.
Artwork used with permission from Mineke Reinders.
Artwork used with permission from Mineke Reinders.
7 comments:
Lovely painting, and great blog! Thanks for your comment too!
I recommend visiting the blog. There are some very good watercolors to see. very nice painting!
GRANNY NEEDS YOU!
I take this lengthy walk,
Down the hill and back again,
To see my little grandkids,
Though my back's in so much pain.
I've made this trip so many times,
For seven years or more,
But now I'm getting on in age,
And it's becoming quite a chore.
I don't think it's asking too much,
And I feel you'll quite agree,
That my loving little grandkids should,
Take the time to come see me.
'As soon as she turned round the corner, Granny sat down on a nearby wall and looked up to the blue sky. Suddenly a smile decorated her ancient visage. Her wrinkles multiplied ten-fold whilst the corners of her mouth did their utmost to reached out to her ears. Her family was due home any time now. Back for good, back in the country, in THEIR country. Granny got up and carried on walking, as she had done all these years, she carried on.'
Greetings from London.
(poem by Therese L. Broderick of Albany, NY, USA)
NILLA WAFERS
She kept a box in the high kitchen cupboard
of her old Neary Street flat, her next-to-last
city apartment. When my parents drove us there
on Sundays from the suburbs, she fixed me
three round cookies on a white plate. "Nilla"
for vanilla added to whole eggs and sugar.
Sometimes she poured me a cup of milk.
A simple treat, next to nothing -- my one clear
memory of Grandma until she died. Then I saw,
for the only time in my life, my father cry.
A few tears. Just enough water and salt to be
called a good Connell son's grief. Austerity
practiced for generations, sons to daughters
to sons. What I would keep longer in my mind
than a first taste of buttered madeleines.
I love the image Nancy.
I love to hear you and I could hear you all the time.
Let's have a cup of tea and tell each other all day long how much we love each other. And we will never ever disappoint each other.
Love Renee
Thanks for the faith. xoxoxo
I would happily hang this beautifully wrought painting in my house to gaze at day after day. Superb.
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