Original fine art paintings by Caryl Jean Westergren The Tropics Painting
Swift is this surrendered day
As these fertile colors so bless the running rifts
And the gulls sway, the whipping sail's reach,
I would close my eyes and breathe...Yes --- upon the quiet ends of this world
My mind's dictation flows with the caressing tides,
It's a fine close from a day's exploration
Of the Ocean's mythical representation
Somehow I could see through the eyes of Monet and Degas upon this emotional piece, perhaps the front dock of a Fijian resort? A vibrant and passionate gaze as the evening lights are lit around the bungalows. In the background, the soothing sleep of what must have been a relaxing day, with the tips of sails cutting slightly upon the sunsetís glimmering purple hues, until night would perform its duty and make a peaceful western cradle for it to fall asleep into. Westergren once again uses the seemingly flowing brush stroke to present us a moving story, its pages of course, bringing forth a very different tale each time your eyes go to read it. Her interpretation in attempting to bring the mind into this living photograph will indeed be a treasure trove of what ifís to ponder.
- Story and poetry written by M. Baines; 2013.