Eee gads, this was meant to be personal to Mark! Daffy to the end of day.
Blushes on my plate!
Snapless in Gaza!
Stephen V
> This is lovely, Mark.
> At night in the dark I sometimes wake up and tell Sandy she is beautiful. I
> love her giggle in response.
> At day she remains pretty, but, oh, looking at the photographs from over the
> years, the changes!
>
> But this is a wonderful piece.
>
> S
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>> I'm thinking of Rembrandt painting himself to right the disparity
>> between the young man and the old body he'd become--what the rest saw
>> that was invisible to him except on the canvas, which he hung, I
>> would guess, as a reminder. It doesn't pay to stray too far, leads to
>> all manner of bad decisions. But it didn't work: the brush at rest
>> again he remained the age he'd painted, so he did it again. And
>> again. Tallying up the account.
>>
>> At the end of his life he painted his son's bride, with perhaps more
>> depth than she knew she possessed, and a heartbreaking beauty. An old
>> man's wisdom and an old man's longing. And the young women parade
>> past still like presents wrapped in gaudy ribbons that one's
>> forbidden to disturb.
>>
>> The son he had loved and the bride he had loved died a year after
>> him. Spared at least that sorrow.
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