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Nov 28, 2025
Price: $850
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Media: watercolor paper
Size: 12x17.5 in
MORNING HAS BROKENThis first stanza of the hymn, "Morning Has Broken" was the inspiration for this watercolor. One of my favorite songs at morning Mass, the words and melody fill my heart and mind with the joy of witnessing a sunrise at the beach. Morning Has Broken Like the first morning,Blackbird has spokenLike the first bird.Praise for the singing!Praise for the morning!Praise for them, springingFresh from the Word!Text: Eleanor Farjeon, 1881-1965As often happens, once I complete a piece of art and try to write something that viewers might find of interest, I start writing and find myself writing a poem. This piece was no different. In response to this watercolor and the hymn mentioned above, this is a poem that emerged that best describes my impressions and joy of witnessing a sunrise as dawn breaks. MORNING HAS BROKEN
Staring at the lingering last lights of night still present at the beach,first crack of yolk emerges,pouring out its golden center, spewingacross the dark canvas of horizon.Quiet pounding of rhythmic waves, hypnoticallycrashing onto sand amid the shrill criesof gulls in search of perhaps a tiny crabwashed up onto glistening wet sand.The silent flurry of desperate matchstick-legged sandpipersracing down the shore line of feathered-traffic,as if the alarm never went off-late, now franticin the hunt for tiny insects, crustaceans and worms.In unison, countless banks of overlapping cloudsof all sizes and shapes, erupt cotton-candy pinkagainst an emerging blue backdrop, whilecompanies of preying flocks comb, survey,and dive into the depths to an unawarecatch of the new day!
MORNING HAS BROKENThis first stanza of the hymn, "Morning Has Broken" was the inspiration for this watercolor. One of my favorite songs at morning Mass, the words and melody fill my heart and mind with the joy of witnessing a sunrise at the beach. Morning Has Broken Like the first morning,Blackbird has spokenLike the first bird.Praise for the singing!Praise for the morning!Praise for them, springingFresh from the Word!Text: Eleanor Farjeon, 1881-1965As often happens, once I complete a piece of art and try to write something that viewers might find of interest, I start writing and find myself writing a poem. This piece was no different. In response to this watercolor and the hymn mentioned above, this is a poem that emerged that best describes my impressions and joy of witnessing a sunrise as dawn breaks. MORNING HAS BROKEN
Staring at the lingering last lights of night still present at the beach,first crack of yolk emerges,pouring out its golden center, spewingacross the dark canvas of horizon.Quiet pounding of rhythmic waves, hypnoticallycrashing onto sand amid the shrill criesof gulls in search of perhaps a tiny crabwashed up onto glistening wet sand.The silent flurry of desperate matchstick-legged sandpipersracing down the shore line of feathered-traffic,as if the alarm never went off-late, now franticin the hunt for tiny insects, crustaceans and worms.In unison, countless banks of overlapping cloudsof all sizes and shapes, erupt cotton-candy pinkagainst an emerging blue backdrop, whilecompanies of preying flocks comb, survey,and dive into the depths to an unawarecatch of the new day! |
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