Glad to meet you
My Friend, my dear Lady
An overt letter to YOU, who came over to ME...
This is too loud word : the Master !
And all of us are Masters …more or less of course!
The matter of the fact is not to handle brush, chisel or fiddlestick skillfully however :
It has to do not only with proficiency to recite or cook …
It applies not only to architecture, cinematography or literature,
There’re masters of elegancy in manners,
Intelligence of heart and mind,
If it is not that called the Art to live!
Well, Friend, my dear Lady
I wanted to tell you that :
If you believe that harmony of shapes, words and colours the adorn life,
If you need a span of few moments for instantaneous dream and escape,
If you’re looking for the sensations the only beauty of art can give …
I tell you with humility, perhaps … you can find it here?
If you think that we are not the masters of the same world,
Because there’re men who prefer brunettes,
While the other give preference to blondes …
… After all, thank you for coming over..