This week for the Texture Tuesday challenge, Kim has asked us to use at least one of her texture layers on a photograph of our tea or coffee cup.
My photograph is of an antique 22 carat gold gilded cup & saucer,
resting on a pocket book of Friendship poems.
Both treasures were found in my local charity shop last year.
I used multiple layers of Kim's chamomile texture.
There was a gap which I just had to fill with one of my Dover butterflies.
Here is the original photograph.
The poem shown is by John Masefield.
BEING HER FRIEND
Being her friend, I do not care, not I,
How gods or men may wrong me, beat me down;
Her word's sufficient star to travel by,
I count her quiet praise sufficient crown.
Being her friend, I do not covet gold,
Save for a royal gift to give her pleasure;
To sit with her, and have her hand to hold,
Is wealth, I think, surpassing minted treasure.
Being her friend, I only covet art,
A white pure flame to search me as I trace
In crooked letters from a throbbing heart,
The hymn to beauty written on her face.
Being her friend, I do not care, not I,
How gods or men may wrong me, beat me down;
Her word's sufficient star to travel by,
I count her quiet praise sufficient crown.
Being her friend, I do not covet gold,
Save for a royal gift to give her pleasure;
To sit with her, and have her hand to hold,
Is wealth, I think, surpassing minted treasure.
Being her friend, I only covet art,
A white pure flame to search me as I trace
In crooked letters from a throbbing heart,
The hymn to beauty written on her face.
