Les Pleurs

This is a very late comment but I need to give to you – to this.  This is a beautiful work.  I would write words on pages and pages describing how I feel of seeing this in your collection.  It would be too much to write.  The words would be too heavy and would pour off the page like watercolor paint on a sheet of paper.  I would cry to these feelings because they touch my bones.  The image can burst the heart into a grin on a face with the beauty you put in it and can put a tear on the floor from how you are gazing down.  I would look down as you are in the image and try to always wonder each moment to feel the deep and somber falling in the body – your body in this image.  Tears with the music and tears follow along the image.  I would give the tears of how many minutes – seconds the piece of music lasted so as to pay homage to the intensity of an awakening in my mind.  Your figure - image would go along with the music in a silent film.  You hear music and read literature and with that your art comes to life.  The eyes and figure of a beautiful creature.  I do not know how else to describe you.  You created beauty in yourself and no one can take anything you have done away.  No one.  All of what you have done.  I hope my words make sense.  I am silent.