Dandelion She catches my eye Poised quietly among the irises, A tall and spindly star of seeds. Wild among the cultivars, She’s a quivering silver sphere Among the docile lavender blooms... I bend down and pluck her, Gentle, careful not to shake her Lest her seeds come loose And cascade onto the lawn. “If I blow it, seeds will spread all over the place, and next year the whole yard will be full of hundreds of little yellow flowers!” She hears my thoughts and whispers back, “Isn’t that the point?”

Kőműves Attila [K-\]

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"Beauty is a form of divine presence. Art, nature, love – these are all areas where beauty manifests itself. The artist's task is to recognize and express this beauty." - Hamvas Béla - I live and work in Kaposvár,Hungary. I try to bring that certain beauty to stretched canvas with acrylics. I hope I can do it sometimes.