Poems, notes, and drawings by William MichaelianBlog and archive, 2008-2018, 3,990 entriesMain website: william-michaelian.com
I just visited the Alhambra this summer, and saw the closed room where Washington Irvine supposedly wrote some of it.It must have been a wonderful time in Spain's history when (before the Catholics turned murderous) Jews, Muslims and Christians all lived together, in peace & respect.You've captured that serenity & peace wonderfully.
Thanks, Conrad. There’s never a time when your comment doesn’t make me look again at what I’ve drawn. Early this morning, I read Irving’s first piece in the book, “The Journey.” This was my response. Rough roads, dangerous bandits, boisterous inns, noble beggars and Andalusian widows — the man was a keen observer and natural storyteller. I’ll read on with your thoughts and impressions in mind.
I know nothing of Alhamba other than it is a brand of bottled water....and a fitting title for such a portrait. You face shimmers here, just beneath the surface of something.
I see that too, now. Thanks, Annie.
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