“The Elephant in the Room Juggles.” With no visual imagination, the wannabe painter’s mind is a pictorial void. The Arabic alphabet rescues the moment. It’s always there, where he can think it. After the fact, the pachydermic metaphor imported from his mental Madagascar-place, where nothing makes no sense, becomes sensible.
On Squirrels
I don’t defend creationism but sometimes it’s hard to get my head around the notion that one bit of protoplasm put on a bird suit, another a people suit, and don’t get me started on squirrels. Have you ever noted how one can scamper up and scoot down sheer verticals like a bat out of who knows what?
I live in Texas and devote much of my time to easel painting on an amateur basis. I stream a lot of music, mostly jazz, throughout the day. I like to read and memorize poetry.
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Clearly, you are already started. Great post!
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Kind comment and much appreciated.
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