“Nineteen white feathers” by Alf Sukatmo. Vector artwork using Adobe Illustrator.
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02/07/2014
My mother became a bird
My father said so
She flew to sky
A white feathers
For each year since she left me
Nineteen feathers now i have
But she never return
My father said so
She flew to sky
A white feathers
For each year since she left me
Nineteen feathers now i have
But she never return
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lovely !
Thank you! 😀
That was beautiful.
Thank you.
Thank you so much for the follow and leading me to your wonderful, dazzling blog. I am drawn in by your brilliant use of color. Marian
You’re welcome, and thank you for visiting. I really love the way you use watercolor for your sketch.
-Alf
Minal ‘aidin wal faizin. 🙂
Mohon maaf lahir dan batin juga, Metha..
Beautiful art…beautiful thoughts…pulls at the heartstrings, Alf! Lovely…it brought tears to my eyes!
Seni yang indah … pikiran yang indah … menarik di hati sanubari, Alf! Lovely … itu membawa air mata ke mata saya!
Thank you very much, Jane! Your words touch my heart. I am curious, how can you translate the english to indonesian so accurately?
Wonderful.
Thank you, Elena.
What a beautiful and serene image, I love it! The poem is just lovely.
Thank you. I am glad that you love it.
Reblogged this on Mirroring the World and commented:
Abandoned by One’s Own Mother…
And my guess, is that the child is still waiting, for the mother’s return, even AFTER the child had become an adult…
You are correct.
This art work is amazing and I love the words that goes with it. Very deep and thought provoking.
Thank you. Sometimes i wonder what a little girl will ask sixteen years later. But i am not discussing it here though, it’s too personal..
Me too! I also wonder…