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Life's short span,
Passes quickly
And before we know,
Life has passed us by.
Live for the moment
And for every sigh,
For all the joy
That passes by,
For you, my friend,
Are a beauty, that I
Will miss the most,
When I die.

Where have you gone,
My pretty one?
When did you first think
To go?
Was it because of the
Argument,
Or for spurning you so?
How can I ever apologize,
or ask you to please don't go,
If I cannot talk to you
Because you are absent?
My nights have grown,
Oh so lonely now
And I miss not having
You here.

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Join Sports Illustrated's Ron Modra and Sony Artisan Don Smith this February 18-28, 2019 for an amazing photographic adventure through the dramatic Patagonia Region of Argentina and Chile. We will photograph both Los Glaciares and Torres del Paine National Parks as well as many other incredible locales that has made Patagonia a "bucket-list"destination.

The Workshop includes (11) nights, single-room lodging and (10) days of photography. We will have you on a boat for two full days getting up close to florescent blue icebergs and glaciers. We will also photograph glacial lakes, rivers, waterfalls, snow-capped peaks and steppes. All transportation during the workshop will be included as well as having local guides for every portion of the trip!

Learn more and see a slide show of images by clicking the image below.

I see your face before me,
Your smile lights up the room.
I hear the echo of your laughter,
That lifts the daily gloom.
I look for you but you are gone
And no longer speak my name.
My memory fails, as I sigh
And try to hide the pain,
Of my sadness.

The whole world, is full of sadness.
It can be found in a myriad
Of shapes and forms.
My sadness is nothing,
Compared to those of the world,
So why do I feel sad?

Tomorrow's day is coming
As the hours, quickly pass,
Fleeting, ever ticking,
Faster than a blink.
Life's most precious moments
Are but a twinkle in your eye
That are washed away,
With tears of joy
Or sadness,
At being unable to recapture,
What was lost.
Is there really, justly meaning,
In the deeds, we try to do
Or are they futile efforts,
By me and you?

Cast off, discarded,
Dead before we're gone.
Forgotten by our loved ones,
Our only begotten sons.
Ignored by our children,
Pushed toward the grave.
Forced into leaving a business,
Where we always gave,
Great contributions, for
All the world to see.
Now we become nothing,
Returning to the earth
As dust.
Tell me now, my friend,
Was it worth the living?

The 26th Annual International Juried Miniature Show
May 1 – June 3, 2018
A major show of miniature proportions featuring over 300 tiny masterpieces from around the world that will delight and amaze. Shop in the gallery or online. Awards, Artist Reception and Kirkland Art Walk May 11 – 5 to 8 pm.

Miniature paintings may be purchased online beginning April 29th. Sales of Miniature Art at Parklane Gallery are final and miniatures may not be returned or exchanged. Miniature Art purchased online or in the gallery will remain in the gallery until June 3rd and may be picked up or will be shipped the following week.

I know you dear, better than anyone.
Better than anyone, that's how I know you.
I know the smile on your face, before me
And the love in your eyes, tell me so,
That trouble will never surround you,
For I will never let you go.

Would I,
Could I,
Someday,
If, I were,
At the moment,
Brought to task,
For what I am,
Old, tiring,
Simply lacking,
The desire
To become
A boisterous man.
May I try?
Do you think,
I can?

I know not, your name
But I have seen your face,
Before.
Catching your fleeting image,
At night, in lonely bars.
I have cried,
Unable to find you,
In crowded rooms.
I have asked,
What is your name?
Where are you going?
Why do you elude me?
I listen and hear only silence.
Lost, alone, I keep searching
For an elusive love.