I love you all my life and every day.
You over me like a big shadow
as the ancient smoke polar villages.
I love you all my life and every hour.
But I do not need your lips and eyes.
It all started and ended – without you.
I have something to remember: Calls meadows,
huge gate, clean snow
studded with stars horns ….
And from the horns – in polnebosvoda – shadow ….
And the smoke of ancient polar villages ….
– I realized: You reindeer.
Tsvetaeva
Susan Seddon Boulet was born in Brazil in 1941 angliys
Coy family, who emigrated from South America.
Early childhood Susan spent on a large citrus
tion his father’s ranch. Very fond of freedom and near
spine to nature. Folk tales and stories, stories are
associated her father, a rich fantasy girl voodushe
Willy started to draw it, these fabulous mod
ase then will affect the subject of her work. in Bp
emya study at a finishing school in Lussane (Swe
ytsariya) took further lessons in painting. In
1967 moved to the United States in the same year married
bulet for Lawrence, who inspired Susan serё
The off to do art. She turned her Breathe
ance on mythology and poetry, Jungian psychology
th and spiritual traditions around the world.
”This is a picture of our dreams, those who run away from Mr.
ace after waking, those who are scattered, ka
to dew at dawn, those which fall apart Intl
from our fingers like dust roses. ”(Anais Nin) Susan Boulet mind
RLA at his home in Oakland April 28, 1997 after Dr.
olgoy battle with cancer. Today paintings Susan Seddon Boulet n
ahodyatsya in collections around the world.
Fabian Perez Paintings