Invitation to Travel My child, my sister, Think of the rapture To go there to live together! Love at leisure, Love and death The country that looks like you! Wet suns, These scrambled skies For my spirit the charms, Mysterious Of your treacherous eyes, Shining through their tears.

There all is order and beauty,

Luxury, calm and voluptuousness.

Gleaming furniture, Polished by years Ornament our bedroom; The rarest flowers Mingling their odors The faint scent of amber,The rich ceilings, Deep mirrors,The oriental splendor, Everything speak, At the core secret Its sweet native language.[...] - Charles Baudelaire

Mixed media and oil on canvas. 101 x 55 cm (117.5 x 70 cm including frame)