Above the beating heart a flower blooms
It’s full of life and color and it owns all of her essence:
Her soft, her tough, her sweet and bitter, her smile and tear, her yes and no, her breathing in and out, her flowing with the night and waking up to daylight, to delight.
Ülo Sooster (1924-1970)
“Breast”. Oil and collage on wood. KUMU Museum, Tallinn, Estonia. Photo: ©Slowaholic
Keep your eyes on me and your lips ready, baby. Hold them well. 🙂 ‘Cause here comes the weekend. 😀
Johannes Rantasalo. „Strangers in the Night I” @ the Estonian Museum of Applied Art and Design (ETDM), Tallinn.
Foto: ©Slowaholic, Jan. 2015
„You kissed me! My head drooped low on your breast
With a feeling of shelter and infinite rest,
While the holy emotions my tongue dared not speak,
Flashed up as in flame, from my heart to my cheek;
Your arms held me fast; oh! your arms were so bold –
Heart beat against heart in their passionate fold.
Your glances seemed drawing my soul through mine eyes,
As the sun draws the mist form the sea to the skies.
Your lips clung to mine till I prayed in my bliss
They might never unclasp from the rapturous kiss.”
From ‘You Kissed Me’ by Josephine Slocum Hunt
Ülo Sooster: „KISS”, Indian ink and collage on paper. 1960. KUMU Museum, Tallinn, Estonia. Photo: ©Slowaholic
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