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

6 comments:

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.
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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.