Simplicity is often the best. I like the look of that town...
I watched a documentary on Bridget Riley earlier, I didn’t know much about her before. She talked about how the landscape and seascapes of Cornwall inspired her, including the patterns created by the waves breaking endlessly on the beach, each one following the other but each one unique. Your video of the Italian shore, the waves, the Virginia Woolf passage and the Bridget Riley all came together nicely this evening!
Sending good wishes from another seaside town - Brighton, England. Where we saw you talk and perform in the church of St Bartholomew, back in 2019 🧡
I love the bigness of the ocean, that sense of the huge presence of everything else in the world that is not human. It's an important reminder to practise humility before nature we all need. Thank you Patti, safe travels.
The excerpt from Virginia Woolf's Wave is as tactile as a fold as it is very visual in its depiction of clouds. It is truly a wave.She seems to have had a moment of ecstasy when she finished writing Wave.
The poet Paul Celan said that a poem is a message in a bottle that one hopes will wash up on the shores of a “you.” This is no poem, but it is a message in a bottle that I hope will wash up on the shores of a you in Patti’s world, so full, as it is, of feeling.
I am feeling stricken by the bombardment of suffering, especially that which is being inflicted upon children. I came to this place with the hope and the faith that Patti’s waves from Pescara would carry my message for anyone who, like me, is soul sickened, trying mightily to be hopeful, and finding it hard.
These words from Keats’s poem, “To Homer,” always go through my mind in times of trouble. May they give anyone who needs them - for any possible reason - comfort and hope:
I felt as though I was with you there Patti, I could almost smell the salty sea air, which was rather weird! I too love beach towns, I grew up with the sea on my doorstep, moved away in later years to the city, missed it terribly and happiest when I return. Bet you slept better! 🌊
Nothing more calming to me than the ebb and flow of the sea, just beautiful. The passage from Waves is perfect, so long since I’ve read this. Thank you Patti, have a great concert and travel safely 🙏
Simple, beautiful, and perfect. Thank you for the view of the Adriatic Sea.
thank you for this moment...the sight and sound of the waves does give us hope I think...hard to pin down but definitely inspiration...
Simplicity is often the best. I like the look of that town...
I watched a documentary on Bridget Riley earlier, I didn’t know much about her before. She talked about how the landscape and seascapes of Cornwall inspired her, including the patterns created by the waves breaking endlessly on the beach, each one following the other but each one unique. Your video of the Italian shore, the waves, the Virginia Woolf passage and the Bridget Riley all came together nicely this evening!
Sending good wishes from another seaside town - Brighton, England. Where we saw you talk and perform in the church of St Bartholomew, back in 2019 🧡
so lovely
tara
Wonderful to share a moment with you, listening to and watching the waves come and go amidst the changing light . . . so beautiful.
Lovely!
I love the bigness of the ocean, that sense of the huge presence of everything else in the world that is not human. It's an important reminder to practise humility before nature we all need. Thank you Patti, safe travels.
Thank you for the moment at the beach.
Patti, you captured the moment with waves, dungarees, camera in hand...purrfect! Much aloha and many good wishes of the day.
Where is Pescara
It's always such a pleasure to see the sea. So calming. Thank you for sharing it with us. And the photo of the sky ~ such beautiful clouds.
A lovely moment. Thank you for sharing
The excerpt from Virginia Woolf's Wave is as tactile as a fold as it is very visual in its depiction of clouds. It is truly a wave.She seems to have had a moment of ecstasy when she finished writing Wave.
The poet Paul Celan said that a poem is a message in a bottle that one hopes will wash up on the shores of a “you.” This is no poem, but it is a message in a bottle that I hope will wash up on the shores of a you in Patti’s world, so full, as it is, of feeling.
I am feeling stricken by the bombardment of suffering, especially that which is being inflicted upon children. I came to this place with the hope and the faith that Patti’s waves from Pescara would carry my message for anyone who, like me, is soul sickened, trying mightily to be hopeful, and finding it hard.
These words from Keats’s poem, “To Homer,” always go through my mind in times of trouble. May they give anyone who needs them - for any possible reason - comfort and hope:
Aye on the shores of darkness there is light,
And precipices show untrodden green,
There is a budding morrow in midnight,
There is a triple sight in blindness keen
I felt as though I was with you there Patti, I could almost smell the salty sea air, which was rather weird! I too love beach towns, I grew up with the sea on my doorstep, moved away in later years to the city, missed it terribly and happiest when I return. Bet you slept better! 🌊
Nothing more calming to me than the ebb and flow of the sea, just beautiful. The passage from Waves is perfect, so long since I’ve read this. Thank you Patti, have a great concert and travel safely 🙏