Wednesday, March 26, 2008

Springtime


Springtime

Didn't I use that title last spring?

This fractal reminds me of a long departed church member whose passion was pink roses. Every year he had them in his garden and he had taken slides and slides and slides of them. You haven't lived until you've experienced a two hour slide show of nothing but pink roses! Seriously though, he did explain the subtleties, but I was very young then.

Monday, March 24, 2008

The Ogre's Trick


The Ogre's Trick

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Have you noticed how many Hollywood movies these days have taking the Lord's name in vain in the script? What strikes me is that the actors are generally not good enough to hide their discomfort. They feel guilty, and used. Tricked.

Happy Easter.

Tuesday, March 18, 2008

Reaching for a Sign


Reaching for a Sign

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Some days, you just don't... feel like... writing anything! Nah, I should try to come up with something arty-like. How about, part of the puzzle of art, you just can't make it unless you're in the proper frame of mind. That reminds me of a sax player I knew who used to get into the proper frame of mind by hanging out of his second floor window upside down by his legs, back to the ground facing the sky, and playing to the heavens. I'd be walking by, hear the music, that you Jimmy?!?

Monday, March 03, 2008

Pioneering Spirit


Pioneering Spirit

I was at a museum that had a display of old farming implements. Clearing contraptions for getting out tree stumps, tools for digging furrows, handles polished by years of toil.

Saturday, March 01, 2008

Wellspring of Being


Wellspring of Being

Everything comes from somewhere. All the way back to the First Mover. Some philosophy to ponder? If the road to (very bad place!) is paved with good intentions, and for sure the road to (very bad place!) is paved with bad intentions, are we all on the road to (very bad place!)? Are we best not to have any intentions at all?!