I like nonsense, it wakes up the brain cells. Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living, It's a way of looking at life. Dr.Seuss

Tuesday, December 6, 2011


..there’s trouble in all sorts of things...

The trouble with geraniums
is that they’re much too red!
The trouble with my toast is that
it’s far too full of bread.

The trouble with a diamond
is that it’s much too bright.
The same applies to fish and stars
and the electric light.

The troubles with the stars I see
lies in the way they fly.
The trouble with myself is all
self-centred in the eye.

The trouble with my looking-glass
is that it shows me, me;
there’s trouble in all sorts of things
where it should never be.

Poem by Mervyn Peake, illustration by art-is-jokken

If you have trouble with reading, look  here 
But ... if you have really troubles with geraniums , look here
And if you like Mervyn's nonsense , look here 

Enjoy it!


  1. You can't come in, you're too scary! Please leave the flower by the door, though :)

  2. Oh, I believe that in addition to trouble with Geraniums,
    I have trouble with Hibiscus, with, Hydrangeas,
    with, Jasminum, with Chrysanthemum, with Leontopodiun alpinum (you know, Edelweiss) and a whole lot more.
    I would need an extremely long poem!!!!!!!!

    Mmmmm. this man has the face of a Faun
    Or it seems to me?

    (you know I do not like doing this, but I will: Very good illustration!!!)

  3. Disturbingly cute.

    Your pieces always have a two way contrast that keeps one from simple interpretation. Always a nice depth often missing from many other's work.


  4. This reminds me of your old avatar..Artichoke head.

  5. Gentlemen, thanks.

    @ Ted: scary? hmmm, but he has very good heart...:)

    @ Roberto: Faun, it could be, right. ( to hide his hooves I painted a long boots...)

    @ Richard : I am very delighted with your words ( as thanks I would send you the geranium but probably they would not survive the salty journey over the ocean!)

    @ Rod : You are very polite, thank you very much :)
    ( you are right, It remains me when I look at the mirror in the morning)

  6. Hello Art, tis me, you can't see that because of my hair - the ocean water messed it up, and what a good swim it was though :)

    ahhh I have a new favourite nonesense p[erson, a few moments ago it was me, now it is a man called Mervin peake?

    So Edward G Leare has competition. I love your image, I see a new profession for you - as an illustrator of nonsense poems, and yes it is disturbingly cute.

    see I learnt something today...

    and those pics of the figs (I snap my fingers and smack my lips - not too hard because it hurts) and salute you! Tres mouth watering.

    Do you have the expression FiGJAM there?

    ahh my magic word is "desth", hmm I never suspected that the grim reaper would have a lisp...

  7. haha I saw this

    check out dec 6th post

    had to come back
    thanks for that link too

  8. @ Andrew: oh yes, it is a camouflage to fool the sharks.....Mervin is as good as Edward, of course, they both wrote very important poems. And thanks for receiving of the title : IONP !!
    ( no no, nothing to do with International Organizations and Nonproliferation Program or with iron oxide nanoparticles )

    Or shall I keep the title "FiGJAM" :D

  9. oh, I owe you a desire for a good weekend
    lets see:

    I hope that on your house this weekend
    a full moon shines, so beautiful, as I see on my own home
    I hope that on your table shine a drink with some good red wine
    I hope that in your dreams, keep the light on a better future
    a bit of pure water
    some bread
    a bird free
    Good weekend!!!!!!! :)

  10. this is what happens when i get busy.
    please be patient with me, the most terrible blogger on earth.

  11. hi.
    i don't have trouble with any of those.
    and i am enjoying reading this post.

    he has the smile that warms my heart.

    oh ok, now i have trouble smiling back at him because he is smiling at other girl actually...

  12. Domingo por la mañana,
    día espectacular,
    yo iré hasta el río,
    a ver cómo llegan las golondrinas
    desde el hemisferio norte :)
    mañana te cuento!