I've been drawing and colouring flowers!
They look like pretty happy flowers to me
However I somehow have managed to pair them up with a sad song, about a flower, in a way.
It's actually the lyrics that are a bit sad perhaps, but I love this song and this group and I hope you'll like them too :)
This is one of my favourite groups, their name is L'Ham De Foc and they are from Valencia, Spain.
They are unfortunately no longer together, but their records are available on line.
And here are my flowers:
They started out like little drawings. They're rather minute, like the one the song speaks about.
They are unfortunately no longer together, but their records are available on line.
And here are my flowers:
They started out like little drawings. They're rather minute, like the one the song speaks about.
I painted them together because they are a set.
I tried to make them feel similar through colour.
It took me quite a while to finish them, I kept on asking them which colour they wanted certain petals to be and they kept asking for white.
And guess what? They were right about certain petals, they were white, I just had not noticed it at first :)

I've included a translation to the lyrics of this song in English and Spanish and the original lyrics in Valenciano.
The words made me sad when I first read it but I think this song is amazing.
I love the pipes and all the medieval folkloric spicy magical feeling there is to it.
I love the pipes and all the medieval folkloric spicy magical feeling there is to it.
I had nothing to loose so I took the seedDry and black that he kept like gold inside a handkerchief
Still in the hope that I would find comforting
And in the soil of a planter I placed it at sundown
A crib in case it grew as the sorcerer had said
who with roots had promised me a child or two
And donkey's ear* you made me harvest, cat's claws I searched for, foxglove from the slope, fern from an old lady (twice)
The next day came quickly and at the same time as the dew
It sprouted and bloomed with little luck
whom only came for a day, for a day or two
and in the soil of the planter I placed at sundown
a coffin in case the little flower died
I wont have time to give you
not even a name
And donkey's ear* you made me harvest, cat's claws I searched for, foxglove from the slope, fern from an old lady (twice)
*Pear melon
For more insight about what this song speaks about I found this entry on a Spanish blog (it's in Spanish)

Un nombre
No tenía nada que perder así que cogí la semilla
Seca y negra que guardaba como oro en el pañuelo
Era todavía en la esperanza de que tendría consuelo
Y en la tierra de una maceta le puse al caer el sol
Cuna por si crecía como dijo el brujo
Que con raíces me prometía un hijo o dos
Y oreja de burro me hiciste cosechar, uña de gato busqué,
Dedalera de ladera, helecho de la vieja
El día siguiente no se hizo esperar y al tiempo que el rocío
Brotó y floreció con poca suerte
Quien sólo venía por un día, por un día o dos
Y en la tierra de la maceta le puse al caer el sol
Un ataúd por si moría la pequeña flor
No tendré tiempo para ponerte
Ni siquiera un nombre.
Y oreja de burro me hiciste cosechar, uña de gato busqué,
Dedalera de ladera, helecho de la vieja
Encontré una entrada muy interesante en un blog español que explica ciertos aspectos de ésta canción
Original lyrics in valenciano:Un nom
No tenia res a perdre així que agafí llavor
Seca i negra que guardava com l'or al mocador
Era encara en l'esperança de que tindria consol
Seca i negra que guardava com l'or al mocador
Era encara en l'esperança de que tindria consol
I a la terra d'un cossiol li posí en caure el sol
Un bressol per si creixia com digué el bruixot
Que amb arrels em prometia un fill o dos
Un bressol per si creixia com digué el bruixot
Que amb arrels em prometia un fill o dos
I orella d'ase em feres collir, ungla de gat vaig cercar,
Didalera d'aiguavessant, falaguera de la vella
Didalera d'aiguavessant, falaguera de la vella
L'endemà no es feu tardar i al temps que el rou
Va brollar i va florir amb poca sort
Qui només venia per un dia, per un dia o dos
Qui només venia per un dia, per un dia o dos
I a la terra del cossiol li posí en caure el sol
Un taüt per si moria la menuda flor
No tindré temps per posar-te
Ni tan sols un nom.
Un taüt per si moria la menuda flor
No tindré temps per posar-te
Ni tan sols un nom.
I orella d'ase em feres collir, ungla de gat vaig cercar,
Didalera d'aiguavessant, falaguera de la vella
Didalera d'aiguavessant, falaguera de la vella


































