These two unfinished watercolor & ink « Night Market & Street Food » and « Histoire & Indépendance » have been exhebited in the cityhall of Paris – 2nd district from May 19 to June 4 , 2014.
I don’t want and I can not finish these paintings … it would immured a relationship that brought me so much.
Even Arman has no heart to paint. Mondrian smashes sadness … the red cross church, the flowers, SB , the Daan MRT & the Carrot station, the Guonguan Exit N 3 , the NTU breeze, its farm and its park … with all this, Klimt tries his best
to make us smile but the heart is not in it. The face is frozen . The night market and excellent street food no longer have the colorful flavor of Jeni Bev and its Art Revolution.
So this was the perfect life ! But it was stopped on the wall of good and wise resolutions. What a great respect for those who love us. I should have guessed … it all started with a bouquet of flowers, pure and simple happiness … too good manners for a bold !
Please enjoy now ! You have to sing loudly in the forest … your microphone, your audience and your stage await firmly anchored in our memories. Sing and dance on the sand of our freedom beaches … the boats of our lives can wait.
It rains a lot in Paris today. Cat Stevens pulls me my last tears with this 70 ‘s guitar and the rainbow piano. « Take your time , think a lot – how can I try to explain – same old story – I know I have to go away – I know I have to go … »
Let me have a look through the window ! The sun shines on Paris now …