Recreating Nature in Murals on the Wall
"Where man makes a living, a garden by his hands he makes at the foot of a hill, on rivers and lakes, on the tip of a pen ..."
"Where man makes a living, a garden by his hands he makes at the foot of a hill, on rivers and lakes, on the tip of a pen ..."
Dr Abe V Rotor

I have wondered many times if fish ever sleep
or they just lie down very still
in some quiet deep, like a flock of sheep
after their fill lie on a grassy hill.
Other creatures gain this way their ease
and man by the power of his will
takes the long and winding road to peace
searching for that quiet pool or hill.

Gather the clouds into fog and mist,
rain and stream;
Gather the fish, the birds and the beasts
to a peaceful reign.

It inspired a soul to write a book*
that touches the eye and heart;
This little light in a nook shines
where good and evil part.
* Light the the Woods, by AVR, Megabooks 1995
Ruins of Colonialism. Keenness in history leads the hand to re-create events in composite order. The sky and landscape blend well and create a peaceful ambiance in contrast with that of the ruins on the foreground. Infinity can be felt towards the background where boundaries of land and sky dissolve in mist and cloud. SPUQC AVR
Composite Landscape. There are three scenic parts arranged vertically to suit the design of the sala of a private residence. Upon entering one is led to look up and down the painting. Thus the elongated design has a foreshortening effect. There was originally a rainbow, but it was toned down so as not to steal the show, so to speak. It's suggestiveness however, has a strong effect from the balcony eye level. (DasmariƱas Village, Makati MM)
Ruins, your silence disturbs at this time of tempest,
When dawn breaks like any dawn sans rays of noble past;
The day shall come to put people again to the test,
Like spring, rise again from their state of outcast.

Where man makes a living, a garden by his hands he makes,
At the foot of a hill, on the tip of a pen, on rivers and lakes,
He contends - even only a piece of that Paradise lost -, he regains;
From knowledge and disobedience, the whole world gains.

Take me from this world a moment
to be with You in this holy event;
From your seat to down below I see
my friends, my enemies - and me.

Ask Ceres or the mightiest God of all -
if Nature keeps herself better if we depart;
With her housekeeping and her art -
was Paradise redeemed after the Fall? ~
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