Category: Paintings
“Bonny and Ditto share some quality time” (XIX)
Rhythm and color are the most important elements in abstract art.
“Birds on a fence”
“Bonny and Ditto share some quality time” (XVII)
The art of painting, said Bonny, is to capture one of life’s moments on canvas. The art of living is to let those moments go.
Excellent!
“Ditto thinks of a leaf”
Hmmm, thought Ditto, would you look at that… a leaf caught in the stream. Wavering on the water, pushed against a stone. It’s a dry leaf, yellow and crinkly. I wonder how long it will remain here, softly battering the stone? I wonder what will become of it when I’m gone? I wonder if it will miss me? I wonder if I will think of it at night when I’m home? I wonder if it will still be here, softly battering the stone?
“Blurtso slips into stone”
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Into stone people come and go, slaves of Michelangelo…
Artist carved a brand new beauty, polished it and made it clean,
but now the stones are rough and the artist’s dust
and the statue’s going home, slipping back, slipping into stone.
Into stone people come and go, slaves of Michelangelo…
Mommy has a brand new baby, dress him up and keep him clean,
but the years will reach him, and time will teach him,
tear him down ‘fore he’s full grown, leaving him slipping into stone.
Into stone people come and go, slaves of Michelangelo…
So you think you’re doing fine, think that you have got it made,
but the music’s slowing, you can hear it going,
like a long forgotten poem, like the faces in the foam,
and all the places you’ve ever known, they’re slipping into stone.
Into stone people come and go, slaves of Michelangelo…
You can’t run, you can’t hide, doesn’t matter
if you’re nice or if you’re mean, midnight walking,
all-night talking, there ain’t no stopping going home,
‘cause you and me, we’re slipping, slipping into stone.
“Blurtso is astonished”
Hmmm, thought Blurtso, the season is really changing. Soon the leaves will turn yellow and fall. And once again I’ll be astonished… by the newness of predictable things.
“Blurtso and friends visit the White Mountains”
What? said Blurtso. I can’t hear you over the leaves.
“Bonny and Ditto share some quality time” (XVI)
Exploiting the grey scale, said Bonny, can give your canvas a dramatic quality.
Excellent!
“Bonny and Ditto share some quality time” (XV)
A humble figure in a magnificent setting can be sublime.
Excellent!
“Blurtso becomes nostalgic”
The leaves are changing. The world is a year older and I’m a year older. But for those born this past year, the world is brand new. If you’ve been here a while it’s hard to see the world as brand new. You see things that aren’t what they used to be and become nostalgic for the way they used to be. Or maybe you just become nostalgic for the way you used to see things, when you used to see things as brand new.