kadamba, kathirvela, karthikeya, shanmuganatha, yenappane Muruga….Pazham nee appa, gnyana pazham nee appa…There are lots of peacock in Hyderabad city..near hi-tech and they have a distinct high pitched shriek which you can hear in a all the traffic nearby…great short skd
Well, it is indeed a lovely moment. I am reminded of a French poem " to paint the portrait of a bird" by Jacques Prevert.Better read in French.But here is one version of the translation in English. ****************************
“to paint the portrait of a bird” (jacques prevert) September 10, 2007 First paint a cage with an open door then paint something pretty something simple something beautiful something useful for the bird then place the canvas against a tree in a garden in a wood or in a forest hide behind the tree without speaking without moving … Sometimes the bird comes quickly but he can just as well spend long years before deciding Don’t get discouraged wait wait years if necessary the swiftness or slowness of the coming of the bird having no rapport with the success of the picture When the bird comes if he comes observe the most profound silence wait till the bird enters the cage and when he has entered gently close the door with a brush then paint out all the bars one by one taking care not to touch any of the feathers of the bird Then paint the portrait of the tree choosing the most beautiful of its branches for the bird paint also the green foliage and the wind’s freshness the dust of the sun and the noise of insects in the summer heat and then wait for the bird to decide to sing If the bird doesn’t sing it’s a bad sign a sign that the painting is bad but if he sings it’s a good sign a sign that you can sign so then so gently you pull out one of the feathers of the bird and you write your name in a corner of the picture **********************
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kadamba, kathirvela, karthikeya, shanmuganatha, yenappane Muruga….Pazham nee appa, gnyana pazham nee appa…There are lots of peacock in Hyderabad city..near hi-tech and they have a distinct high pitched shriek which you can hear in a all the traffic nearby…great short skd
Well, it is indeed a lovely moment. I am reminded of a French poem " to paint the portrait of a bird" by Jacques Prevert.Better read in French.But here is one version of the translation in English.
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“to paint the portrait of a bird” (jacques prevert)
September 10, 2007 First paint a cage
with an open door
then paint
something pretty
something simple
something beautiful
something useful
for the bird
then place the canvas against a tree
in a garden
in a wood
or in a forest
hide behind the tree
without speaking
without moving …
Sometimes the bird comes quickly
but he can just as well spend long years
before deciding
Don’t get discouraged
wait
wait years if necessary
the swiftness or slowness of the coming
of the bird having no rapport
with the success of the picture
When the bird comes
if he comes
observe the most profound silence
wait till the bird enters the cage
and when he has entered
gently close the door with a brush
then
paint out all the bars one by one
taking care not to touch any of the feathers of the bird
Then paint the portrait of the tree
choosing the most beautiful of its branches
for the bird
paint also the green foliage and the wind’s freshness
the dust of the sun
and the noise of insects in the summer heat
and then wait for the bird to decide to sing
If the bird doesn’t sing
it’s a bad sign
a sign that the painting is bad
but if he sings it’s a good sign
a sign that you can sign
so then so gently you pull out
one of the feathers of the bird
and you write your name in a corner of the picture
**********************
Wonderful
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