A quote that I gave a decorative treatment to recently for a friend. For years I’ve tried to drill this into the brain of my worrisome mother.
Think about this: By 2040 ships will be sailing over the North Pole and a timeless tale will sadly need to evolve.
Scientist Peter Wadhams suggests that the summers of 2017 and 2018 will actually see ice-free periods in the artic! Full article here: The Guardian article.
Perhaps by this time in the relatively near future when the North Pole is finally melted away and sea levels have risen, the profit driven powers of the world will recognize the damage that has been done. Ugh. Merry Christmas
After seeing the Leonardo DiCaprio doc “Before the Flood” I felt compelled to create something to send out across the social media streams. It’s hard to be optimistic about the future the more one goes out and learns about how horrible we as an infectious species treats our beautiful planet. Amazing creatures are being erased because of our stupidity. Sadly, like I always say, tragedy will forever be the greatest catalyst from change. What will the tragedy be that finally drives change though? That’s the scary part. Will humanity allow for the scene from Hieronymous Bosch’s third panel of “The Garden of Earthly Delights” to transpire before people wake up. It is arguable that we’re pretty close as it stands now.
My greatest pen pal and the only biological grandparent I will know in this lifetime has left. As I’ve said before: death will always be hardest for those left behind. It is a sad time for the family, but I personally would rather take on sorrow than feel sympathy in the shadow of such a dear loved one’s suffering.
Grandma leaves behind a legacy of generosity. I would not be what I am today without her assistance and friendship. And for this I am honoured to move forward with the remembrance of what it means to be loved.
I suppose it’s your life… and you’re going to do what you want.
I suppose you want to worry and you want to waste your mind.
Go to the greatest galleries in the world and pass the time… this is how I like to live… how I connect with the past, live in the moment, and push on towards the future. Happy days.
Find a Monet, people, and stare into it until you can’t feel your feet, breathing deep and inhaling the luscious colour until you realize an afternoon has passed and you escaped time. There awaits God… or boredom!
Salvador Dalí lives on.
The epic Bonsai tournament was this weekend at the Portland Art Museum. Christopher Guest could have easily gone this direction rather than the canine direction for his film, “Best in Show.” It was an interesting scene to say the least. A large room filled with 40 manicured mini-trees. I want a Bonsai to cultivate and shape! The more interesting works were the ones that brought forth the essence of what the craft entails: the improvement of natural beauty using the tools of composition, scale, contrast, and balance.
As unharmonious it will come off as, the thing that astounds me about us humans is how our natural sense of observation is inclined towards getting as close to something as possible to see it. As if being able to observe each individual leaf or needle of a branch will bring us closer to seeing the essence. Much like a Van Gogh or a Monet, the art of Bonsai is best observed at a slight distance, taking in the entirety of the plant. Therein lies the better chance to grasp the horticulturist’s intentions.
Just came across this today on the ol’Facebook. Seemed like a worthy post.