Tagged: art
Poems from the Vault – Read the Stars.
Another piece plucked from the shelves of the Vault. Thank you for reading.

Poems – Shooting Stars.
In honor of the Geminid meteor shower, here’s a star themed piece written a while back. Thanks for reading.

Poems – Winter Dreams.
Winter…the second best time of year. Thanks for reading.

Poems from the Vault – The Universe, part 3.
Just a few words pulled from the Vault. Thanks for reading.

Essential Egon.
Woman, 1918.

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Library Lusting.
Sometimes a room is sleek and clean and minimal. Other times, it’s bold and breathtaking and thought provoking. And then there are times when it’s so outlandishly ridiculous, that it becomes instantly amazing. This week’s space is that sort of room. The owner of this home obviously has a mountain of books, and perhaps minimal horizontal space in which to expand. So what do you do? Go up. This vertically dominant room soars to the heavens in a dangerously curious way. It’s design is peculiar, dangerous, but rather creative, and either way, the owner’s precious book collection remains intact and precariously accessible (by way of a twenty foot ladder). This is certainly a book lover’s room. Let the daydreams (or nightmares for those afraid of heights) commence.

Poems from the Vault – Night Wind.
Just a few words pulled from the Vault…enjoy!

Classic Poetry, featuring Henry Howard.
It’s interesting how, despite the passage of centuries, certain sentiments don’t change. Here’s a classic from Henry Howard, Earl of Surrey (1517-1547).
My friend, the things that do attain
The happy life be these, I find:
The riches left, not got with pain,
The fruitful ground; the quiet mind;
The equal friend; no grudge, no strife;
No charge of rule nor governance;
Without disease the healthy life;
The household of continuance;
The mean diet, no dainty fare;
True wisdom joined with simpleness;
The night discharged of all care,
Where wine the wit may not oppress;
The faithful wife, without debate;
Such sleeps as may beguile the night:
Content thyself with thine estate,
Neither wish death, nor fear his might.
SnowPorn.
Some rooms just ooze class; whether it’s in the furnishings, the layout, the way the sun filters in during the afternoon, or the way the moonlight slips through at night. It’s so easy to recognize interior beauty when the exterior grandeur is on point, and this room exemplifies that premise. An incredible view, revealing magnificent snowy peaks, serves as a backdrop to a space replete with class, character, and charm. Bring on the whiskey, coffee, and whatever else you’ve got. Let the daydreams commence.

Light your fire, grab your coffee (or wine), snag your book…and cozy up to the warmth of this week’s great wintry space.
Essential Egon.
Semi Nude in Black Stockings and Red Garter, 1913.

Essential Egon is a weekly post dedicated to celebrating the work of a fearless artist who was capable of translating the colors of the human soul. Check him out.
