Langt í burt
Vakir veröld stór
Grimmum töfrum tryllt
Eirðarlaus
Ottast nótt og dag
Augu þín
Ottalaus og hrein
Brosa við mér björt
(Far away
Wakes the great world
Mad with grim enchantment
Disquieted
Fearful of night and day
Your eyes
Fearless and serene
Smile bright at me)
3 comments:
nice site and i really enjoyed looking at your art - i love what you are doing - it's reassuring to know people are doing work and thinking the way you do.
take a look at my site - more fashion illustration of what i see in nyc.
cheers,
richard aka designerman
http://designerman-whatisawtoday.blogspot.com/
thanks for your message. appreciate that especially from another artist. is the poem icelandic? i lived there for a couple of years as a kid - loved it.
The poem is Icelandic. Something about the sound of the language entrances me.
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