135. The Lute playing food bringing Angel of Palma il Giovane
picture 1 – Palma il Giovane paints himself getting food from Palmina (his Angel) every day – Chiesa dei Gesuiti (Venice) »Elia nutrito dall’angelo«
Now they saw in their 23h of the day (11 p.m.) in their Peony Vision at their Peony Gondola how Palmina supported Palma with inspiration, »spiritual food of the artist«:
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Palmina is sitting in her new flat with her Pipa Lute and her Venetian Lute.
Now she is playing very often the melody of the beginning on page 4 of the music score »The mystic Peony Gondola« by Palma il Giovane.
Palma could feel it. Palmina felt it that Palma needs her Lute playing, even they are thousands of Miles / Kilometres away, like a piece of bread.
Especially these days it is important to send good thoughts. Yes Palmina could read in his heart and she felt he need her music playing and she played also at night as Palma was sleeping.
In these moments Palma could hear her lute playing as if she was beside him with her music instrument.
And she repeated and repeated several bars of his composition and Palma heart it with his inner-ear, with his heart.
Palma smiled, living alone in his bed. From his bed, looking through his window, he could see at this late night hour a bright star. It was the star named »Vega« this star is part of the »Lyra« it is an ancient music instrument of the legend of ORPEUS who leads his wife EURIDICE from the world of the shadows into the world of light.
In this moment Palma also remembers how often Palmina came to his painting working place in the church in a famous palazzo or at the big Dogan’s palace to bring him some fresh bread and sometime fresh food.
Palma always was very lucky that Palmina came. She was his light, his inspiration, bringing »spiritual food«.
»I have to paint a secret painting which shows my Palmina as Angel bringing food to the sleeping Elia…
This is my Palmina, my angel…
I have to paint a painting with a few secrets inside the painting that we can remember our old deep love if we see this painting once later…«
And Palma smiled looking to the »Lyra« in the sky, lying alone in his bed.
Not alone….Palmina’s lute playing was now with him and inspires him to make a beautiful painting to remember their deep love.
He smiled and send Palmina an imaginary kiss on her talented hand.
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In this moment, Palmina was still playing on her Lute in her room at night,
Palmina felt Palma’s kiss on her hand. She got red cheeks, being very shy, but she smiled and looked also through her window to look to a star at the night sky of Venice.
She took now her Lute into her bead and lied on her bead at the other window.
She continued to play the bars of page 4 of Palma’s music.
She looked now to the same star, very high on the night sky, she saw it from her bed and smiled.
Now she felt that their hearts were both connected with a bright inner light in their heart.
She felt that she helped him now in this night-hour – Palma could not sleep because the Church of Security (a criminal organisation) attacks Palma’s family since years.
But soon they will all be arrested by the Republic of Venice and will stay at prison for all criminal things they made…
Palmina played and thought with much love on HER Palma il Giovane.
As Palma an Palmina saw this Peony-Vision they hugged each other and kissed on their cheeks tender and short.
»Hmmm…look the Peony Gondola shows us now your famous painting…«
»Oh, yes this is the Painting which shows our deep inspiration love…«, Palma il Giovane started to explain.
picture 1b – Palma il Giovane »Elia nutrito dall’angelo«
»…Here is the painting »Elia nutrito dall’angelo«…
»Yes, I remember…
and look there is my right hand…
my fingers are moving like playing an invisible Lute…«
Palmina was proud and smiled and pointed with her finger to the Vision the Peony gondola is now showing them…
picture 2 – Palmina’s hand playing an invisible lute
»Yes, Palmina and here, here.. it looks like… remember…it should secretly be your right hand, playing the strings of the Lute over the sound-whole of the Lute…«
»Yes, but it is looking like a golden cup filled with the ’spiritual food‘ the ‚Panis angelicus‘ brought by the angel to the sleeping Elia…«, Palmina added.
picture 3 – Palmina’s hand bringing the »spiritual food« with playing her lute playing inspirations
»…the »spiritual food« in form of the sound of your lute…every one needs spiritual food by an angel…especially an artist…
Here I painted myself as Elias, but not looking like me, because is should be a secret…
I thought by myself: How would others find out that the figure of Elias should also point at me as painter:…«
picture 4 – Sleeping Elias holding something in his left hand
»The first gesture that the right hand made pointing to a point down should mean: ‚Thank you for bringing me food, please put the food here, I will eat it in a moment…«, Palma said.
»OOh,… Palma….I remember! Often you had to finish a lot of painting inspiration and you told me ‚Put the food here, I will eat it in a moment after finishing this part of the painting, I mixed the colours and I have to use them fresh… «
»..Oh yes, Palma, I remember, that moments happened very often…and till I waited till you are ready to make a break to eat the food I took my lute and made a little concert for you on your painting working place…«
»Oh, yes, Palmina, oh yes, Palmina, the beautiful moments in my live, if you played especially for me, and you surprised me with my own compositions or should I say »Creations«…«
Palmina smiled very shy, Palmina used the word »creation« often to express her love for his music »creations«. So it was a secret word »Creation« fits to his paintings »creations« and it fits to his music »creations«.
If she talks about his secret music and someone of the Titian School is listening to their talk, Palmina used the word »creations«, so no one could find out that they are exchanging secret music score in the public and are talking about it.
Palmina put her head on Palma’s shoulder and he put his strong arm around her to give her a good hold.
After a moment of silence Palmina continued:
»Look, my painter, my master here you painted secret the PAINTING PALETTE, which every painter used for mixing the colours with his paintbrush…«
picture 5 – Palma’s hand is pointing to something
»Oh my clever Palmina, you remember all the old secrets of this painting. I painted for us both, that we can later remember these secrets…I am sure I will discover these secrets….and Palmina….? «
picture 6 – Palma’s »colour palette« secretly drawn below his pointing two fingers
»Hmm…?« and she gave him a little kiss on his right cheek and Palma smiled.
Yes, he liked her tenderness very much…
»…where is my paintbrush? Can you find it…«
picture 7 – Palma’s hand is holding some black painting utensils
»Ahh, here is your painting utensil…yes I now them by heart…Palma, my painter, my composer….«
picture 8 – Palma’s paint brush under his first finger
»Later the world can find out about our secret inspiration – This is a deep THANK YOU dedication to YOU and your spiritual inspiration you gave me all these years in Venice.
Palmina smiled and was lucky that Palma was always spiritually inspired by his »Angel Palmina« bringing him always fresh food, taking care of him, if he was sleeping at the scaffolding in the church or in a pallazzo in Venice.
Sometimes Palma was so tired – he could work without a break, without eating, if he was inspired, that he felt asleep during his work.
Only as Palmina came, like an angel from the bakery or the kitchen of the Dogan’s Palace bringing him food he waked up as she played soft for him on her Lute or on her Pipa Lute (he loves very, very much)
On the heaven – an angel comes from the heaven – there Palma painted a secret heart to express his deep love to his Palmina Angel.
She flew like a Pigeon always to protect her Palma.
picture 9 – secret heart of clouds on the horizon painted by Palma il Giovane to express his deep love for his angel
»And the heart of the clouds on the horizon…I remember this is also a symbol of our deep secret love, Palma..I remember…«
»And this is a secret tower with walls at a far country…Hmmm…
How did you find out how the » Forth« on that European-Chinese Island look like? Are there old paintings in Venice from that island from older time?
Did you paint the forth with a Chinese wall on that far east island of the Ming dynasty kingdom from where princess Lin was coming to Venice….?
»It is my secret how I find out how this military forth originally looked like after the Europeans took this island the first time…
Yes, there are ancient paintings here from that island where you made your wonderful China concert tour in the years 1580-1583…, playing also my compositions and then coming back with them to us in our secure Republic of Venice…We all prayed that the war will not harm you and our Chinese friends…«
picture 10 – A secret tower with walls at a far country – Palma painted this old building after an ancient European painting to remember Palmina’s China Concert Tour in the year 1580-1583
»Oh my Palma, these are our deep secret remembering…No one will find out in the future till you write it down for me and all the next generations…«
picture 11 – Palma painted Palmina and behind her a little bright star at the evening sky to remember that Palma and Palmina will look every evening to this Star »Sirius – Sotis« to think on each other and to play on their music instruments music to send good thoughts
»Every day I thought on you looking to our Star on the evening sky as our communication had been separated by the dangerous «Church of Security»…and I played for you every day from my heart to your heart, Palma«, Palmina said.
Palma and Palmina looked now long, long at the secrets of this painting of the lovely angel who brings the »spiritual food«, who moves his hand like playing an invisible lute in the air.
»The next time we will see us as humans after a long,long time…I will not care if you are coming from a far country…even from that country… I love you, Palmina, my angel, my pigeon, my inspiration…«
Then they hugged tender and deep and long and they had tears in their eyes.
»I love you too, Palma, my painter, my composer and master…«
(to be continued…)