Wednesday, March 12, 2008

But then the north wind blew

The wind, my friend, cleans the soul
El viento, mi amigo, limpia el alma

El viento, mi amigo, trae confusión y duda
The wind, my friend, brings confussion and doubt

She would always say that she'd never go away
(she said) I would always have her heart
(she said) until death do us part
But then the north wind blew
Tell me what I'm gonna do
now that the north wind blew
- Ben Vaughn


yasu said...

Nice interpretation of the poem.
Beautiful simple lines!

Kelly C. said...

beautiful! both the photo and the drawing capture the many moods of the wind.

karina said...

Me encanta saber que inspira tus dibujos!!!
Tu inspiracion me inspira!

mushroommeadows said...

I love the pinwheel picture...and your little illustration goes nicely with the poem. By the way, I love the imagery of the "north wind". There's something mysterious about it.

design for mankind. said...

Oh wowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww... :)

Esti said...

Your comments encourage me everyday. Thanks.