Art by Ingrid de Jong
Gemengde techniek, 50x60 cm
Is this the beginning or the end of a friendship?
Who can tell whether it is neap or spring tide?
Why is it the full moon and the sun that we worship,
while we can only handle a quiet and peaceful seaside.
Is the sky filled with happines and laughter?
Or do the waves wash the tears away?
What would have been the magic spell for her
to make him bare her company for more than half a day.
What does years of intens friendship mean,
standing on a romantic beach.
Despite the agreements and promises in between,
an honest friendship was never within reach.
Desire is the fever of the head.
Longing is the cry of the heart.