Let me build you a patio, as we call it in our patois. A lump of dirt will do to start. After I have leveled with you, I will arrange stone and mortar. I will perspire, grunt, and imagine.
Shards of blue and red ceramic plates and cups, green glazed pieces of pottery, the occasional brick. These I shall include. I am no patio purist, slavish about slate.
It's a jazz patio. Up for that? Riffs and notes. It will drain in the right direction, don't worry.
Yes, it will be lumpy and curious, stout and eager.
My patios never speak. They listen.
People will envy the fact that the patio is solely yours, inimitable, and not at all like that other patio and that other one and all the sameness-patios. I assert this.
The patio will be as useful as other patios. It will be maddeningly whimsical. It will be this, and it will be that, and most of all, it will be done, on Earth and not in heaven.
This is the patio-package I present to you.
2014 hans ostrom
Shards of blue and red ceramic plates and cups, green glazed pieces of pottery, the occasional brick. These I shall include. I am no patio purist, slavish about slate.
It's a jazz patio. Up for that? Riffs and notes. It will drain in the right direction, don't worry.
Yes, it will be lumpy and curious, stout and eager.
My patios never speak. They listen.
People will envy the fact that the patio is solely yours, inimitable, and not at all like that other patio and that other one and all the sameness-patios. I assert this.
The patio will be as useful as other patios. It will be maddeningly whimsical. It will be this, and it will be that, and most of all, it will be done, on Earth and not in heaven.
This is the patio-package I present to you.
2014 hans ostrom
2 comments:
These are great, Hans! Looking forward to reading more red.
These are great, Hans! I am lookin gforward to reading more red.
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