sahara

I want to travel to a distant land - a land far away. A new land contains many mysteries and curioisities and I want to explore them, meet the people, explore the culture. The less the chances of me actually going, the more I want to go.

Africa - so full of life and beauty. Such a magnificent land- so immense.

The savannah - somewhere where I have always wanted to go. The Saharah - somewhere I have actually been.

When I was a teen I went into an antique shop where a certain painting was for sale and to this day I havnt forgotten this painting. It was of this bedoin man wearing a royal blue turban that was brilliant against his dark tanned skin and covered most of his face, he wore dark robes of flowing clothes and hidden in his arms, somewhere in those folds of robes was a woman peeking out. The background was of golden sand dunes stretching endlessly into the horizon.
A very romantic painting some might say but it spoke to me and I almost bought it. Sometimes I wish I had. It spoke to me as paintings sometimes do.

I wanted to walk into that painting and experience the heat of the sun and the feeling of sand under my feet. I wanted to esape into that painting and absorb it into myself.

Hidden in that painting was a lost sense of adventure-a feeling of escapism in a bottle, of adventures unliked and choiced undecided.

I dont know what that painting made me feel but i'd like to look at it just once more.