“Everything is blooming most recklessly; if it were voices instead of colors, there would be an unbelievable shrieking into the heart of the night.”
~Rainer Maria Rilke
“It used to be Winnie the Pooh when the kids and grand kids were young… all the foolishness in the forest.”
“How sweet to be a Cloud
Floating in the Blue!
Every little cloud
Always sings aloud.”
“Pooh bear floating with a balloon carrying him close to the bees…that’s spring to me.”
Why? “Because it’s the bunny crucifixion,” of course.
As the Skin Horse says, “‘Real isn’t how you are made,’… ‘It’s a thing that happens to you. When a child loves you for a long, long time, not just to play with, but REALLY loves you, then you become Real.'”
Julie loves Robert Frost’s “A Prayer in Spring”.
Oh, give us pleasure in the flowers to-day;
And give us not to think so far away
As the uncertain harvest; keep us here
All simply in the springing of the year.
And make us happy in the darting bird
That suddenly above the bees is heard,
The meteor that thrusts in with needle bill,
And off a blossom in mid air stands still.
For this is love and nothing else is love,
The which it is reserved for God above
To sanctify to what far ends He will,
But which it only needs that we fulfil.
Spring is one of the four most wonderful seasons of the year. We love it as much as Summer, Fall and Winter here at Portrait, and we invite you to celebrate it with us as we share the art and literature that encapsulate what spring means to each of us. What whispers “Spring” to you?