mardi 29 juillet 2008

La plage (on ne m'y verra pas)

I love the beach. In winter, it's really beautiful. In summer, well, I like it because my daughter and friends like it and it means good times and summer, and yes, when you can see through the people before the sea it's actually beautiful too.
Of course there are some beaches where we never, ever go, because they are horribly dirty and crowdy. But they're funny too look at from afar, and how not to love all those lovely colors?

The journaling says : (I translate with the rhymes, of course) :

The beach near the harbour
In pictures I adore
But there getting roasted if you want to see me
You'll have to give me a lot of money. ^^

(la plage du port - en photo je l'adore - mais il faudrait me payer cher - pour m'y faire rôtir les chairs!)

3 commentaires:

Lara a dit…

I wish Chicago beaches had such sights. Striking colors! The lettering is great as well--draws the eye to the center giving it extra pop :)

Anonyme a dit…

this is so beautiful - and so wonderfully colorful too! and I love the little poem - it gave me a big smile:-) really lovely illustration!

Fannie a dit…

Thank you for visiting my blog and leaving your encouragement. Because of that, I was able to find you and your wonderful blog and drawings.

I'm from Hawaii--though I live in Texas now--and love beaches. Your drawing reminds me of home.