Art and the philosophy of life

man in black jacket and black pants jumping on black metal fence during daytimePhoto:  Alenander Belotte

grayscale photo of concrete building

Photo:  Zongnan Bao

Mother's Day

The day before Mother's Day

red and white heart mom's graffiti


“Cool?” she asked, paint dripping onto her shoe.

“I was going to say…different,” he said.

“Different in a good way?”

“Sure.  Why not.”

“I painted it for my mom.  It’s part of her mother’s day gift.”

“Do you think she’ll like it?”

“Of course.  Why else would I paint it?”

He shrugged.  “I got my mom a plant.”

“How very original,” she said.

“Original in a good way?”

“Sure.  Why not.”

“Sarcasm?” he asked, smiling.

“You should go now,” she said.

“It was the plant, wasn’t it,” he said.

But she was already painting.



Photo:  Jon Tyson


Windblown NGC 3199

Geese, Goslings, Birds, Chicks

Photo:  Pixabay










Orange Red and Green Abstract Painting

colors are so important
in our lives
most of us have favorites
many of us
could name the colors
we feel represent us
I’m orange
yellow orange
not red orange
and certain blues
I also like white
never anything with
purples or mauves
those are the colors
of my bff
if we think about it
we can probably
use colors to describe
everyone we know


Photo:  Steve Johnson

Hercules, Atlas, World, Greek, Line Art

“Hey, Atlas.  You gonna be done with that whole mapping thing soon?  My back is killing me.”

“I thought you were stronger than that, Hercules.”

“It’s the bloody world, man.  You try holding it up for ten hours.  Who cares about all your lines anyway?”

“One day people will have things called globes and maps.  My lines will be important. There will be borders to divide people, and detours, as well.  Everyone will speak different languages and it will be a huge mess. But my lines will keep everyone in their place…unless someone invents airplanes, then the lines won’t matter all that much except for wars and things like that.”

“What’s an airplane?” asked Hercules.

“I don’t know exactly.  There aren’t any yet.”

“How do you know where to put the lines?”

“I just making them up as I go along.”

“I’m gonna put the world down for awhile and grab a snack.”

“Good idea,” said Atlas.  “I’m a bit peckish myself.  I made peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.”

“My favorite,” said Hercules.

“I have lemonade as well.”

“You’re the best.”

“It’s always the little details that matter the most,” said Atlas, smiling.  “The smallest line can divide a nation.”



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