I spent my youth in Ypres, the place with a lot of remembrances of the World War. When I saw your drawing, I must think at one of the most beautiful poems.
In Flanders Fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scare heard amid the guns below
My first commission ‘Poppies’ 2004. came about when the commissioner was disappointed to see another piece called ‘Field of Poppies’ was sold.
I spent my youth in Ypres, the place with a lot of remembrances of the World War.
ReplyDeleteWhen I saw your drawing, I must think at one of the most beautiful poems.
In Flanders Fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scare heard amid the guns below