Tinkling piano

Mark Pol
2 min readApr 30, 2023
Time and music it always goes on ….

A piano tinkle in an apartment just above my head. Walk from my studio along adjacent apartments. My thoughts are with my new painting. Walk in the sun. The first warm day of this spring.

The piano creates a melancholic atmosphere, which suddenly overwhelms me. While the world immerses itself into all kinds of dystopia. Stand still under that apartment and let the music notes slide past my feeling. Sadness, longing and dejection battle for precedence in my head.

The piano tinkles on. The music notes provocatively dance around in my head. People passing by look at me in surprise. Try to smile, but it’s still a dazed grin, sticking to my face.

Reminds me Bill Wither’s song “Lovely Day”. While it is still a beautiful day in which I walk around. Tear me away from my thoughts as the piano tinkles on. Walk on. The music notes haunt me.

When I reach the edge of the nearby park, I sit down on a bench in the sun. My new painting comes back into my head. Theme and form are fairly evident. Only the colors?

Enjoying myself sitting on the bench near the park, I stare at the fantastic blue sky. Every now and then a cloud float slowly by. Spring begins its final period. She smiles at me. How lovely when Spring smiles at you. She stimulates my thoughts and my feelings. Well, that too passes in an endless rhythm. As long as this…



Mark Pol

I am an artist:painter. I paint and draw. Its a kind of figurative surrealism. www.saatchiart.com/markpol