Being a lover means your heart must ache,
No sickness hurts as much as when hearts break,
The lover’s ailment’s totally unique,
Love is the astrolabe of all we seek,
Whether you feel divine or earthly love,
Ultimately we’re destined for above.
To capture love whatever words I say
Make me ashamed when love arrives my way,
While explanation sometimes makes things clear
True love through silence only one can hear:
The pen would smoothly write the things it knew
But when it came to love it split in two,
A donkey stuck in mud is logic’s fate—
Love’s nature only love can demonstrate:
Sunshine reveals its nature in each ray,
So if it’s proof you want just look this way!
Shadows can indicate what’s shining bright
But it’s the sun which fills your soul with light
Still Life with Oleander and Fruit (1911)
Oil on paper mounted on canvas
A sprawling bouquet of pink oleander spills from a rustic French Provençal ceramic vase in this casual and asymmetrically balanced still life. Yellow and green pears cluster at left, and a lone yellow pear rests on the tabletop at right. A brilliant flood of light illuminates the upper left side of all objects while casting shadows to the right. Together, the vitality of colors and composition suggest the pleasant comforts of home.
Albert André began his artistic career as a fabric designer in Lyon. Later, living in Paris, he counted fellow artist Pierre-Auguste Renoir among his closest friends and mentors.
Fantasy Interior with Jan Steen and the Family of Gerrit Schouten
"Interior scene with two dogs in center foreground, foot warmer, right middle ground, left to right: Negro placing silver pot in marble basin; velvet-covered side chair holding belt with sheathed sword; bowing boy offering peeled lemon on round salver to seated woman in gray with open book in lap; standing man behind her in front of fireplace addressing seated man; standing woman at clavichord with elaborately carved pedestal; another woman beyond clavichord playing lute, facing left. Tapestries on wall, rear, drawn aside at door, left, through which is seen woman laying table in front of leaded windows; octagonal table bearing tray and pitcher; gray stone fireplace, center, with column on each side, motto "discite mori" on top face, be hatted skull with arrow on mantelpiece, above painting of warriors and elephants; right, tall cupboard with sculpture atop of Venus and putto flanked left, by infant Bacchus and right, Eros sharpening his bow."
"There are no ugly ducklings." -- Loretta Young