The grass is spreading out across the plain,
Each year, it dies, then flourishes again.
It’s burnt but not destroyed by prairie fires,
When spring winds blow they bring it back to life.
Afar, its scent invades the ancient road,
Its emerald green overruns the ruined town.
Again I see my noble friend depart,
I find I’m crowded full of parting’s feelings…Bai Juyi
Watercolour, Ink and Charcoal on Arches HP Paper
Chinese Brush Painting is all about spareness and suggestibility…a lot is left to the viewer to add…to contemplate….
Man is always under the thrall of nature…
This painting is also about love, loss and partings…the end of a season and the start of another…
Watercolour on Arches HP Paper
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