After the last goodbye
We take down the poster
Photographs are dusted, returned to the sideboard
Table and chairs are returned to their places

I vow to take down all my paintings
Put away all the exhibits, the drawings
Clear out the studio, renew the space
Time to return to the drawing board

Open house, open studio, open door
Cups of tea, slices of cake
Conversations by the fridge
New acquaintances, chance discoveries

I share my ideas, sketch out my fantasies
Compositions I must try
Shaped by my visitors’ feedback
Welcome critique from the warmth of the soul