Angie McIntyre ~ Mama Mac 💙🎶🍊⚾🏃‍♀️🎨🥳

And then – if it happens that I go away – something will remain of me in my world – a faint trail of silence will remain among the voices – a faint breath of white in the heart of the blue. And one November evening a frail little girl on a street corner will sell many chrysanthemums and there will be the cold, green, distant stars. Someone will cry who knows where – who knows where – Someone will search for chrysanthemums for me in the world when it happens that without return I must go away. - Antonia Pozzi, November 🖌️ Claude Monet, 'Chrysanthemums' (1897; oil on canvas)

"It was my temper to avoid a crowd, and to attach myself fervently to a few." - Mary Shelley, Frankenstein 🖌️Alec Brisac, 'Halloween night' (acrylic on canvas)