VIEW IN MY ROOM
Painting, Acrylic on Canvas
Size: 48 W x 24 H x 0.5 D in
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The city streets are empty now (The lights don't shine no more) And so the songs are way down low A sound that flows into my mind (The echoes of the daylight) Of everything that is alive (In my blue world) I turn to stone when you are gone I turn to stone I turn to stone, when you comin' home I can't go on The dying embers of a night (A fire that slowly fades 'till dawn) Still glow upon the wall so bright (turning, turning) The tired streets that hide away (From here to everywhere they go) Roll past my door into the day In my blue world I turn to stone when you are gone I turn to stone I turn to stone, when you comin' home I can't go on Turn to stone when you are gone I turn to stone Yes, I'm turnin' to stone 'Cause you ain't coming home Why ain't you comin' home If I'm turnin' to stone You've been gone for so long And I can't carry on Yes, I'm turnin', I'm turnin' I'm turnin' to stone The dancing shadows on the wall (The two-step in the hall) Are all I see since you've been gone (turning, turning) Through all I sit here and I wait (I turn to stone, I turn to stone) You will return again some day To my blue world I turn to stone when you are gone I turn to stone I turn to stone, when you comin' home I can't go on I turn to stone when you are gone I turn to stone I turn to stone when you are gone I turn to stone Turn to stone, when you comin' home I can't go on I turn to stone when you are gone I turn to stone ‘Turn to Stone’ by Electric Light Orchestra Songwriter: Jeff Lynne
Painting:Acrylic on Canvas
Original:One-of-a-kind Artwork
Size:48 W x 24 H x 0.5 D in
Frame:Not Framed
Ready to Hang:Yes
Packaging:Ships in a Crate
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Ships From:United States.
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I’m (I am?) a self-taught artist, originally from the north suburbs of Chicago (also known as John Hughes' America). Born in 1984, I started painting in 2017 and began to take it somewhat seriously in 2019. I currently reside in rural Montana and live a secluded life with my three dogs - Pebbles (a.k.a. Jaws, Brandy, Fang), Bam Bam (a.k.a. Scrat, Dinki-Di, Trash Panda, Dug), and Mystique (a.k.a. Lady), and five cats - Burglekutt (a.k.a. Ghostmouse Makah), Vohnkar! (a.k.a. Storm Shadow, Grogu), Falkor (a.k.a. Moro, The Mummy's Kryptonite, Wendigo, BFC), Nibbler (a.k.a. Cobblepot), and Meegosh (a.k.a. Lenny). Part of the preface to the 'Complete Works of Emily Dickinson helps sum me up as a person and an artist: "The verses of Emily Dickinson belong emphatically to what Emerson long since called ‘the Poetry of the Portfolio,’ something produced absolutely without the thought of publication, and solely by way of expression of the writer's own mind. Such verse must inevitably forfeit whatever advantage lies in the discipline of public criticism and the enforced conformity to accepted ways. On the other hand, it may often gain something through the habit of freedom and unconventional utterance of daring thoughts. In the case of the present author, there was no choice in the matter; she must write thus, or not at all. A recluse by temperament and habit, literally spending years without settling her foot beyond the doorstep, and many more years during which her walks were strictly limited to her father's grounds, she habitually concealed her mind, like her person, from all but a few friends; and it was with great difficulty that she was persuaded to print during her lifetime, three or four poems. Yet she wrote verses in great abundance; and though brought curiosity indifferent to all conventional rules, had yet a rigorous literary standard of her own, and often altered a word many times to suit an ear which had its own tenacious fastidiousness." -Thomas Wentworth Higginson "Not bad... you say this is your first lesson?" "Yes, but my father was an *art collector*, so…"
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