Sunday, April 27, 2014
Passions of Convergence: Changing Seasons
Passions of Convergence: Changing Seasons: Spring is finally here! When I first arrived in New York it was raining, a bit cold for my California and New Orleans skin, and nothing but...
Tuesday, January 7, 2014
Remembrance Part 3
Christmas is over but the good memories still linger, so
does my blog and Remembrance of Christmas. And as in life we all cross paths
with some one that showers unconditional love. I would like us all to look
back at caring persons we shared moments with. Mine was Aunt Yvonne; I miss you
and love you.
In the
sixties in Guyana Ghana West Africa .
REMEMBRANCE OF CHRISTMAS
Therefore I will always remember the sad rainy day when the miracle of
Christmas came rippling into our world.
Our aunt Yvonne came bursting into our bedroom dancing and
flouncing. Flouncing is a traditional
dance step in Guyana
Suddenly while flouncing away with the majesty of Christmas Aunt Yvonne
raised the hem of skirt and out flew a toy.
Then with one, more whirl and toss of the hem of her skirt out flew another
toy. To my brother and I these were the
best of gifts of the season, nothing else mattered. Our hearts were so content it would not have
mattered if we received no new gifts. We
were completely satisfied. Her dance of
an angle flowing with joy and Peace lifted our hearts with promise and
happiness.
I
remember Christmas.
Tuesday, December 24, 2013
Chapter 2 Remembrance of Christmas
Christmas day is upon us and I wish everyone the best that
this day will bring. I now bring you
Episode two of Remembrance of Christmas. Of the paintings featured on chapter
the first {Brother ent heavy} I sold to a collector, the second {daughter ent
Heavy} is a venture of love.
Folk Incognito
Blog Master
REMEMBRANCE OF CHRISTMAS
During the Christmas season, one of the traditions in Ghana
It was
Christmas Eve and my elder brother, Clarence and I decided to climb a tall tree
to cut down a few posts to build our little Christmas house. While my tall and on the way to becoming fat
brother climbed the tree I stood at the bottom of the tree to point out which
of the best limbs to cut. Suddenly I
heard a loud “crack.” Then before my horrified eyes, Clarence came crashing
down from the tree landing on a pointed tree stump with a loud “thump”. His
right thigh was punctured
Bravely he
held on to his thigh and told me not to cry. Quickly he ripped his shirt off
and told me to tie a tourniquet above the wound. How that idea came to him, I
would never know. I scampered home
screaming for help. What a courageous
big brother Clarence was. Lucky for us my parents were home, they rushed him to
the Hospital. “Oh! For the love of
parents what would kids do?”
I remember Christmas.
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Monday, December 2, 2013
REMEMBERANCE OF CHRISTMAS PART 1.
My annual Christmas classic Remembrance
of Christmas has been so successful in past years that I have decided to
present it earlier this year starting now and leading to its conclusion on
Christmas Day. So, without any further introduction, I bring you Remembrance of
Christmas.
REMEMBRANCE OF CHRISTMAS
I remember Christmas, when as a little boy I sat Under
the Christmas tree and gazed at all the toys that Santa had brought for my
brother and I. Me saying aloud “Santa
must be a very good man”.
Those words brought tears of joy to my Grandfather’s
eyes. At that age I had no Idea that he
was one of Santa’s great helpers, who brought all those wonderful gifts that
were, adorned the bottom of our Christmas tree.
The essence of Christmas, giving gifts of love.
I remember Christmas.
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Thursday, November 7, 2013
Guyana 2013 Last Episode
On day six I paid a visit to my Uncle’s kitchen garden {via
horse cart?} there on the ground was a fallen ripe bat bitten Buxton Spice
Mango “Mango tropical fruit supreme” . I
picked it up washed it and cut away the bat bitten area {bats always pick the
sweetest and ripest of the mangoes they are mango experts}. I then proceeded to
slice eat it up. Suddenly I heard my
uncle say Rowan! “You don’t cut a mango you dig a bite in it”. I had somehow
forgotten how to eat a mango. I did just what he said” I dug a bite into the
bat bitten mango and the sweet sticky juices started sliding down my throat and
flowing down my chin onto my shirt. When
the mango juice has your hands all
sticky and you start sucking down on the
mango down on the mango seed and mango flesh get stock in your teeth you
have achieved mango ecstasy. {Buxton
Spice} the king of mangoes.
I have come to the end of my Guyana trip 2013 blog I hope
you enjoyed the journey. Attached inks
to my eBook,and web site Marabunta also a few paintings please feel free to inquire of all art shown
on my blog.
Love
Folk Incognito Blog Master.
Wednesday, October 16, 2013
Guyana 2013 Part 4
The lusignan Golf course, where a caddie is an essential package; you need to be a good map reader to find the next tee. The roughs are unforgiving however sights are breath taking. Scene of a burnt out Sugar Cane field, and picture of the Chateau Margot Chimney is dated July 1, 1889 the solitary remains of a former sugar factory. Attached also images of my art and link my eBook and website I have also added link of a U.K contact Rachel Bright who is a kid’s book author, and blog of her sister {Typing in my notebook}.
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