Image - Poppies - author: Luchy Polo
s watercolor / paper
And it seems we always want to preserve the beauty forever ... and probably the essence of it is its possibility and its finite time. Like poppies (Papaver rhoeas L.) group of flowers that is so brief and sacrificed his life in color, bear in themselves a great beauty. Arise everywhere on the edge of the roads associated with grain fields, sometimes dry and heat with the orange-red grossly protruding from the green or straw. They are so normal that sometimes we see them, but alas! You repair them when we do evoke many feelings, warmth, ringing, ears that gently scratched legs chocolate bread, scorching wind, movement of butterfly net ...
As always fall into the misconception that if you cut a small bouquet last as jeep ride until you get to put them in a glass of water to draw them. Je!. Again you check the ephemeral beauty ... ... ... ... ... .. so ephemeral that drawing is a "deconstruction" (now that is so fashionable this word in the kitchen) of poppies.
The next time I take the notebook and watercolors to draw them in situ, as it should be!
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