Journeys for 2nd on the 2nd

Hi Everybody!

Hope you enjoyed your weekend!

Today is 'Second on the Second' at Elizabeth's, so I am showing a 

piece I made 4 years back, to which I have made some additions to make it fit the theme at Art Journal Journey, Journeys, too. One journey I would like to make is one that would take me back through time to visit France and watch Vincent van Gogh painting his wonderful art. His life- journey was relatively short, definitely not easy, and very intensive. I copied his painting here using acrylics, and added a poem about our journey through life from birth to the grave which I wrote some time back. Mr Umbrella Man has made the journey to see where Vincent painted.

Here  the text is easier to read:

We all get born when we are small,

It would be hard if we were tall!

Then we start out on our way

Through life which takes us many a day.

At first we cry and bawl and scream

Get fed and washed and rubbed with cream,

With powder and I know not what,

All babies seem to get the lot.

Then come the teeth and baby ills,

And weight-control and potty spills,

We start to laugh and talk and run

A toddler's life is lots of fun.

The years at school go by real’ fast

We learn that nothing in life can last.

Then comes the time to learn a job

Now we are part of the working mob,

Doing lots of work for little money,

On the whole not always funny.

And then we fall in love and wed

Kids are born and must be fed;

The days go by like a flash of laughter

Running after son and daughter.

And they grow up and then leave home

Start on families of their own.

And we get older then and older,

But have no fear, old age makes bolder,

For we don’t care what others say

And spoil our grandkids every day.

And then, perhaps, an old age home

With senior games and never alone.

And sooner or later, the game is over

And we get buried under the clover.

What comes after that, is yet to be seen,

Perhaps an eternal Halloween?

But as we don’t know, enjoy it now,

The journey through life till you take your last bow,

When the curtain falls for the very last call,

Till then, enjoy life, and have a real ball!

My lovely tulips are now opening and still look

wonderful:

Have a great day you all, take care,

and thanks a lot for coming by!