А, това е моята картичка за Хелоуинската рзамяна, която вече пътува към Стефка Пашова. Вдъхновена от страхотните проекти, които направиха всички исках и аз да се отдам на по-тъмната страна на празника. Надявам се моята нестандартна цветова интерпретация да се хареса на получателката и.
А всички останали участници и любители на скорошния празник поздравявам с едно призрачно и меланхолично стихотворение от Луис Карол.
Dreamland
By Lewis Caroll
When midnight mists are
creeping,
And all the land is sleeping,
Around me tread the mighty dead,
And slowly pass away.
Lo, warriors, saints, and sages,
From out the vanished ages,
With solemn pace and reverend face
Appear and pass away.
The blaze of noonday splendour,
The twilight soft and tender,
May charm the eye: yet they shall die,
Shall die and pass away.
But here, in Dreamland's centre,
No spoiler's hand may enter,
These visions fair, this radiance rare,
Shall never pass away.
I see the shadows falling,
The forms of old recalling;
Around me tread the mighty dead,
And slowly pass away.
Dreamland
When midnight mists are creeping,
And all the land is sleeping,
Around me tread the mighty dead,
And slowly pass away.
Lo, warriors, saints, and sages,
From out the vanished ages,
With solemn pace and reverend face
Appear and pass away.
The blaze of noonday splendour,
The twilight soft and tender,
May charm the eye: yet they shall die,
Shall die and pass away.
But here, in Dreamland's centre,
No spoiler's hand may enter,
These visions fair, this radiance rare,
Shall never pass away.
I see the shadows falling,
The forms of old recalling;
Around me tread the mighty dead,
And slowly pass away.
- See more at: http://allpoetry.com/poem/8439327-Dreamland-by-Lewis-Carroll#sthash.7KJQBD4k.dpuf
Dreamland
When midnight mists are creeping,
And all the land is sleeping,
Around me tread the mighty dead,
And slowly pass away.
Lo, warriors, saints, and sages,
From out the vanished ages,
With solemn pace and reverend face
Appear and pass away.
The blaze of noonday splendour,
The twilight soft and tender,
May charm the eye: yet they shall die,
Shall die and pass away.
But here, in Dreamland's centre,
No spoiler's hand may enter,
These visions fair, this radiance rare,
Shall never pass away.
I see the shadows falling,
The forms of old recalling;
Around me tread the mighty dead,
And slowly pass away.
- See more at: http://allpoetry.com/poem/8439327-Dreamland-by-Lewis-Carroll#sthash.7KJQBD4k.dpuf
Хартиени вълшебства - Дарк
КФП 240 - Лакомство или пакост.
CBD - It's Halloween!!!
CTP Ch 237 ~ Trick or Treat,Give Me Something Good To Eat
OMCF Challenge #22 - Halloween or Dressing Up
SD 34 Halloween
PDCB Halloween
SS...Anything goes
Spectrum Noir colors:
Skin:TN2,3,5 FS1,4,9,8
Dress: DR1,3,5,7 CR7,11BG3,5
Chair: TN3,5,7,9GB11 DG1,4
Background: BG3,5 GB9 EB1,2
Една красавица, която е готова от доста време, но едва днес остана време да я споделя с вас. Направих я елегантна и смела, в любимите цветове на нейната притежателка и с точно толкова украса, колкото тя би "изтърпяла". Показвам ви я за я за да сложа малко цвят в скучната и студена неделя.
