Happy Easter and Passover

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May the spring bloom bring peace and beauty to the world.

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Bunny ears

 

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Brand Ambassador

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As Brand Ambassador for Jerry’s Artarama the following paintings were rendered in Ireland using LUKAS Brand half pan watercolors.

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Kickboxing at Karate Fit USA

Kickboxing can be considered a hybrid martial art formed from the combination of elements of various traditional styles. It is a group of stand-up combat sports based on kicking and punching, historically developed from karate mixed with boxing. Kickboxing is practiced for self-defense, general fitness, or as a contact sport. Japanese kickboxing originated in the late 1950s, with competitions held since then.

I kickbox at Karate Fit USA for years. I draw the martial arts students before my kickboxing class.

Karate Fit USA

Address: 570 Lawrence Square Blvd S, Lawrence Township, NJ 08648

Phone:  (609) 963-9973

To My Mother by Robert Louis Stevenson

Mom

You too, my mother, read my rhymes
For love of unforgotten times,
And you may chance to hear once more
The little feet along the floor.
Happy Birthday!

Martin Luther King Jr.

 

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‘Ring Out, Wild Bells’: A Poem by Alfred, Lord Tennyson

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Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky,
The flying cloud, the frosty light:
The year is dying in the night;
Ring out, wild bells, and let him die.

Ring out the old, ring in the new,
Ring, happy bells, across the snow:
The year is going, let him go;
Ring out the false, ring in the true.

Ring out the grief that saps the mind
For those that here we see no more;
Ring out the feud of rich and poor,
Ring in redress to all mankind.

Ring out a slowly dying cause,
And ancient forms of party strife;
Ring in the nobler modes of life,
With sweeter manners, purer laws.

Ring out the want, the care, the sin,
The faithless coldness of the times;
Ring out, ring out my mournful rhymes
But ring the fuller minstrel in.

Ring out false pride in place and blood,
The civic slander and the spite;
Ring in the love of truth and right,
Ring in the common love of good.

Ring out old shapes of foul disease;
Ring out the narrowing lust of gold;
Ring out the thousand wars of old,
Ring in the thousand years of peace.

Ring in the valiant man and free,
The larger heart, the kindlier hand;
Ring out the darkness of the land,
Ring in the Christ that is to be.

CRADLE SONG by: William Blake (1757-1827)

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SLEEP, sleep, beauty bright,
Dreaming in the joys of night;
Sleep, sleep; in thy sleep
Little sorrows sit and weep.
 
Sweet babe, in thy face
Soft desires I can trace,
Secret joys and secret smiles,
Little pretty infant wiles.
 
As thy softest limbs I feel,
Smiles as of the morning steal
O’er thy cheek, and o’er thy breast
Where thy little heart doth rest.
 
O the cunning wiles that creep
In thy little heart asleep!
When thy little heart doth wake,
Then the dreadful night shall break.

 

Travelling Through Ireland

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Memorial in Belfast

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Going to Bushmills Ireland

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Bushmills Ireland

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A Christmas Carol

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A CHRISTMAS CAROL

‘Twas the night before the office party, when all through the office
Not an employee was stirring, not even a rat;
The holiday displays were hung all over the office with care,
In hopes that your design take first;

The employees were huddled in their space,
While visions took place;
And the big chief in their suit and the rest well whatever.

When out of the blue came a clatter,
We all jumped from our desk to see what was the matter.
Away to the center, we ran,
To see it was the pizza man.

It was lunch!
What to our wondering eyes should appear,
A number of tomato pies.

With a little old driver, in the rear so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be anchovies and garlic; Oh dear!

And many other toppings besides;

And then, in a twinkling, I heard now wait a minute there is plenty to go around.
As I was turning around,
Down the hall another pizza man came oh boy more!

He was dressed in his uniform,
And his clothes had tomato stains;
From a bundle of cartons he had carried.

His eyes — how they twinkled! His dimples how merry!
His cheeks were rosy red, from the blustery temperature!
So he fled; I guess that is how the tomato stains got on his shirt.
He was clean-shaven With a broad face and a bit of a pot belly;

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the tables; then turned with a jerk,
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, out the door he went;

He beeped his horn;
And away he flew out of sight,
HAPPY CHRISTMAS TO ALL, AND TO ALL A Happy Holiday!

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